SnapshotII/Ljubljana, Yugoslavia

I sit in the bar of our hotel in Ljubljana,

the local boys chant “Pistol Pete Maravich,"

a popular NBA player with Yugoslavian roots.

That's all their English, which is more than my Slovene.

I sip a lemon-lime drink and chat with my friend Cindy.

I lost contact with her, the mail returned,

“forwarding address expired”,

Pistol Pete died before his time,

and Yugoslavia no longer exists.