November 2011
65 posts
“One night in bed, Alobar removed Frol’s hands from his waist and lifted them temporarily above the rough blankets. Examining her stubby fingers he said, “Here is where glassware comes to die.” They fell asleep smiling. It is to erase the fixed smiles of sleeping couples that Satan trained roosters to crow at five in the morning.”
—from Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins