Laundry
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33 Pamela Hughes Laundry I strip off my clothes in front of the oval mirror, blue jeans, black bra (faux seed pearls center) pull the pine green shirt over my head, let it fall into a pile around my ankles. I unhook my breasts. Belly button drops, rolls under the armoire. I strip down to my heart, bare, beating fast in cool air. I undo it. Hand wash, warm. Do not wring. ...
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