Scribbles

Some nights I go to the elephant jazz club. Admission to these halls of smooth blue lights and smoother music is rather expensive, these days. These elephants like pistachios and dark chocolate-covered cashews in recompense for their performance. The elephants play only bronze tenor saxophones (and the occasional trumpet or trombone) in the hazy twilit [...]

Waking up with you is even better than white chocolate chip cookies or going to the zoo in elementary school (even the lion cubs playing together can’t compare). You roll onto your stomach to deny the afternoon sunlight and rub your face in the pillow with a slow curving smile, always three times, back and [...]