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Jared Levy is a writer and teacher based in Philadelphia, PA. This is his first published poem. "Laundry Room" is published as part of Philly Storied City, a city-wide literary project. More here: philly.short-edition.com

Lost in the light
of a laundry
room,

clean
air
invites me
into morning.

I sit
and hear the sounds
of whirling,
washing
and with it
I am
at peace.

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