the tag says dry-clean only.

i take all my laundry

to a person who takes my money

and promises it’ll all be over in 3 days.


the tag says hand wash only.

these fabrics, so dirty yet

fragile. i take my time with each,

give it the utmost care,

just waiting for it to be ruined.


The tag says wash with like colors.

i go against the flow of things,

mixing a white with a red and a yellow.

i hope they’ll come out better.


the tag says cold rinse.

everything was going so well;

then the rains came.

the mud got all over me.

it was cold;

i was alone.


all my laundry is piling up.

i don’t care about most of it.

i throw it in the dryer,

hope it’ll clean itself,

and leave to attend to

the roses dying on my counter.



Published by Amanda Brown

INFP who names inanimate objects, loves to laugh, and is a proud old soul. You can often find her planning out her next crazy project, hugging books, or telling stories about her day that *may* be a little exaggerated.

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