July 20, 2012

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?

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