The Jazz Man
When the Jazz Man played, Zeke thought about nothing else but the wonderful music that drifted from the bright yellow room scross the courtyard. He did not think about how his mother crept up and down five long flights of stairs every day to go to work. He did not think about the jobs he knew his father must work. He thought about just of the dreamy blues adding color to his drab world. How long will Zeke's dreams last when the Jazz Man leaves?
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ache baby bed and ran brick wall brown bottle brown box chest court crazy dancing deep breath downstairs dressed-up drifted drums Ernie eyes fancy friendly front funny little gold piano gone goodnight groceries Harlem house hazy head felt hurt icebox inside Jazz Man playing Jazz Man's room jumped jungle king kitchen table last forever laugh listen little dark house long flight looked loved Mama's Manuel monkey night old Bill old brown Open windows opened the door pinch pulled remem rich Auntie roar sadder shining shiny silver trumpet sleep Slowly Zeke smell of violets smile soft somehow sometimes stairs stare street lights ta-ap tall old tavern window thump tight tiny little Tony topmost turkey waggle his sax waiting warm wind yellow room yellow wall Zeke held Zeke knew Zeke watched Zeke's Daddy Zeke's legs Zeke's Mama