Blobby Candle Stick HolderThere will be dinners on long tables, slow cooked, lingered over. Candles lit all the way down, every flicker of light a small hearth for two or more to gather. We pass out the dishes, we accept the dishes, turning from our left to right like giving the sign of peace. Everyone take bread; pull it apart with all four hands. You could find your way home by following the crumbs. Later, linens marked with red wine, lipstick, will be folded into fortune