Sun-Bleached

(For Tweetspeak Poetry’s laundry poem prompt.)

stonebench

All my laundry is white.
No strategically chosen colors,
no distracting patterns
to hide any stains.
I hang them in the sun
and something in the light
makes them bright again
and warms a nearby stone
where I can rest.

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