by Emily Severance

I took the chair from the laundry room
so people can no longer relax there
they have to stand or go back to their rooms
       your clothes aren’t dry
       because after you left
       I took them out and put
       mine in for twenty minutes
but I’m telling you, that drier must be broken
Besides what’s a quarter to you?  You look
rich enough.  I need all I can get
for pinball.

Emily Severance teaches elementary special education in New Mexico. She has a BA from the University of Michigan and an MFA from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago.  She has had poems accepted by Breadcrumb Scabs, Defenestration, Muddy River Poetry Review, and Sisyphus.

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