HER WASHING MACHINE
Her washing machine
hooked to her sink in
her kitchen, with a long
hose hanging from a
faucet –
Water filled the basket
connected to the side of
her machine, and a second
hose emptied dirty water
into a porcelain tub.
A wringer higher, and
cream colored like a
wafer cookie, and the
shape of a rolling pin
stood waiting to be hand
cranked.
She stands and twists
dirty laundry over and over
again, before she rolls
the clothes like preparing
for a home made pie.
She twists and holds them
up - inspects for stains.
Clean clothes receive a
gentle swing.
On her stove in her kitchen
a copper kettle filled with
water, boiling; as she
glances inside copper where
her bad clothes release dirt.
Her youngest son walks by
and her elbow hits the copper
kettle: a three year old
screams.
Nancy Duci Denofio
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DID YOU EVER WONDER WHAT BROUGHT YOU HERE?
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