I never met you. You worked in the fish market and there was a room in your house with a dusty old model ship and a glass buoy and other stuff I can’t remember because we weren’t supposed to go in there. Glass buoys always remind me of that room and that house and the things I heard about you through others: smoking in bed, putting on funny walks at the supermarket or lending your TV set at Christmas to a family that didn’t have one.

Glass Buoy (Shelton Gardens). Acrylic on panel.