3 thoughts on “Laundromat, Sunday / Eric Goldfarb

  1. This is why I keep coming back to this site on Saturday mornings. A poem about folding a sheet at the laundromat should not hit this hard, but it does. So quiet and tender. This stayed with me all day.

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  2. I love how utterly unremarkable the scene is and how powerful the poem lets it become. This stayed with me and made me call someone after I read it. Thank you.

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