In the Laundromat

My washer and dryer in the dump,

I had to wash my clothes

in some deserted laundromat

that turned my white clothes blue.

The dryer ate my bluesy clothes

and tried to eat me, too.

No wonder there was no one there,

they all were just desserts.

inspired by:

https://melissalemay.wordpress.com/2024/09/23/melissas-fandango-flash-fiction-challenge-287/

published in Substack:

https://open.substack.com/pub/nolcha/p/monday-mix-92324?r=xwogn&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web