Saturday, July 25, 2015

Laundry Day



There is something so apologetic about
drying clothes.
Confessional;
trembling shucks dripping transparent blood-
turned inside-out,
all secret tucks and patch-ups bared-
stench of a day's routine evaporating;
sun-hued ghosts
-stitches silhouetted.
This, domesticity’s visceral scan.

Wind releases alkaline specters-
sharp bursts of briny mist.
Inbreathe stings in-
the satisfying gut-tug of a detergent sneeze.





                                        - Jeena Mary Chacko


Image: Carlos Pérez Siquier

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