long nights, long house smoke miller’s stones, baked bread eat dreams, — Catherynne M. Valente, Bread Eat Dreams

Catherynne M. Valente The Bread We Eat in Dreams

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And in her long nights, in her long house of smoke and miller's stones, she baked the bread we eat in dreams, strangest loaves, her pies full of anguish and days long dead, her fairy-haunted gingerbread, her cakes wet with tears.

Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams

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