Brown hat and green scarf there is a picture of me sitting in a cafe downtown—black and white, canted slightly like some amateur photography student trying for poetic realism. Kelsey had taken a class months before, and told me to wear her brown hat and green scarf and put a cigarette in my mouth as my fingers hover around the coffee mug. but you don’t see my hand dancing, just motionless like my smile, obliged like the hat and scarf to be worn for this picture. the focus is shallow, everything behind me blurred; Kelsey wanted one of just me alone in that old Nikon viewfinder. you can see an arm in the frame, a pale elbow that belongs to Sara; she was there too but the only thing Kelsey wanted to capture was me. Nathan Davis