how she would wash out her
underwear
in the bathroom sink,
foregoing
the whirpool
washer and dryer
in the basement.
just three pairs.
mementoes of some sort?
blue and green,
one pink. she'd
lay them
out to dry on the bed.
frayed
and pale of color.
the elastic
stretched beyond
repair.
it was odd.
but not unexpected
of her.
a small clue as to
more
unusual things i was
yet to view.
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