Monday, January 07, 2013

late night laundry

She is pegging up shadows
in the late afternoon.

When evening comes
they slip from the line
dresses sway to the lawn and dance with the shirts
cardigans hang back, clutching their sleeves
jeans slouch behind the shed
t-shirts banter
and the bras form a support group.

She sleeps on sheets
alive with dreaming
curtains press against the breeze
and breathe.

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