i saw a photo
of
two women
happily
gazing
into an oven
from
the fifties.
there was
no context
or
words.
whatever it was
in
there
must
have
been glorious
judging
by their
expressions.
it
could have been
anything.
or
just
an advertisement
for
ovens.
i will never know.
but
in my head
it
was
the
face of god
whispering
dark
secrets.
Definitely homemade fresh hot bread. Definitely. 😋
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I’ve baked bread. No one has ever looked at bread with that demonic glee.
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You have never had THEIR bread then.
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This is one of my favorite things I have read in quite a while.
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that makes me happy as hell. sometimes i write ones just for my amusement and they tend to get ignored. this one made me smile. thank you.
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It made me smile too.
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it’s wonderful to finally find your tribe, spread out though we are
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True.
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Maybe they killed their husband and stuffed him in there? 😀
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that may be more likely
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