As I was folding/
My children’s laundry, /
I came across/
a shiny
black
sheath. /
Turning it /
first one way,
and then/
the other, /
I wondered to myself, /
“How would my girls /
wear this?”
Then it occurred/
To me:/
It/
Was/
A/
Black/
Shiny/
Pillowcase.
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