Two Poems by Amanda M. Yonas

 

 

Laundry

 

I descend

to the basement

where someone

couldn’t wait,

and tossed my

dripping wet clothes

out of the machine.

 

Driers empty.

Lint traps full.

My turn to scrap

the tiny particles

of cotton

and polyester-

born from her jeans

and stained underwear

that didn’t get clean

in the wash.

 

A dust of rayon

from her robe –

now, in one ball,

piece by tiny piece,

floating away to the air

that I will surely breath.

 

Three washes.

Three dries.

Six dollars.

All to make my clothes

new again.

And breath in some girl’s

stained underwear.

 

 

Inept Epigrams

 

Ciao, Bello.

Love long lasted,

Love let loose,

Love leaped lonely, into

Love’s lovely noose.

 

 

Synonym of You

Candle

Flickering Flashing

Darting Dashing Dull

Blazing Burning

Eyes

 

 

Appalachian Misery

Black

Beauty Builds

Bombastic Bloated Bogs

Greedily Growing Greater

Garage Gluttony

Gold

 

 

The Museum

Stale air,

sleepy lights,

surrounding

old relics

that breathe

once more.