The coffin of a document; the scabbard of a bill; the husk of a remittance; the bed-gown of a love-letter.”
-Ambrose Bierce
Dinner in the Laundry Room
On Sunday, we decided
to start eating dinner
in the laundry room
because the murmur
of the washing machine
sounded better
than our voices.
By Wednesday though,
we had no more clothes
to wash, so we shed
what we had on and ate
in our eager flesh.
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