The Story Behind the Poem
The first three years of our marriage, we washed our clothes at a laundromat. Sometimes I’d bring a book to read, find the Sunday comics there, or paint my nails. Sometimes I’d go before work (5:30am!). Sometimes we went together. It was mostly…a good experience to be able to speak of in the past;)
The Laundromat
by Sarah Steele
January 2008
We come here to wash our clothes
But to survive, we plug our nose
From the smell of cigarettes
Of all places–a laundromat!
Do you have laundromat experience?
meal planning
aaaaall the out-of-order signs
enjoying the Sunday funnies
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