Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they ris — Marge Piercy
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Where do dreams come from?...they slink out of books, they lurk in the stacks of libraries. Out of pages turned they rise like the scent of peonies and infect the brain with their promises.

— Marge Piercy
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