I saw a boy washing darks upstairs in the laundry
room today. Or, at least I thought that’s what he
was doing till I saw the white button down. Pulled
from a top loading washer it looked heavy and
pure in color. I smiled at him once or twice but
his intentions were in clothing that day; or, there
was far off movement behind those green eyes, some
past person or event he was mulling over. Who
knows? When he left I looked at the washer he
used, just to see the temperature setting. He’d
washed them on hot. But I saw no fade or dyeing.
How do boys do that?