Kurt Havens Hummingbird rain sounds sent us out into Greenpoint's strange wetness for sandwiches we saw stacks of soaked Bible pamphlets in a phoneless phone booth umbrellaless teenagers who dipped their feet in the creek next to signs that warned "wet weather discharge point for untreated sewage" and "don't eat eels caught here" one girl had a tiny hummingbird tattooed on her left ankle poor bird we laughed and walked to the deli where Kara ordered "whatever" on an everything bagel - picture such abandon