Voices on the Wind Comical Voices
Stretching by Kathryn Jacobs I feel just like a chubby tiger, striped; I'm definitely copper glorious. And those enormous, disproportioned paws that hang down heavily I want to be a well-fed, peaceful tiger. Sometimes though when I've been lazy velvet drip-down sleek I start to wonder: what would happen if the bars that let in light like slotted spoons met liquid-muscled, geometric chic; Suppose my rosy-orange tiger stretched and (just like that) woke up?