Your Shirt, Our Shirt

By Johnna Ferguson

‘-for Ellen and Jim

You know that old T-shirt of yours,
puckered at the neck,
holes worn of bleach and laundering,
letters faded,
shape stretched?
That shirt that gets in the way
when I fold clothes into stacks,
That shirt I object to
should you wash our car in it–
(better you wash a car with it.)

That shirt, your shirt, I’m always
to get rid of?

Well, I’m wearing it.
And nothing else.

About Johnna Ferguson

Johnna Ferguson joined Segullah in 2005 and designed and managed all its websites until 2010. Any day she rides her bike is a good day.

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