Even as a grown-up, sometimes all we need is a hug from our mom—and access to their washing machine. Via fifty short, relatable poems, Mom, Can I Do My Laundry at Your House? celebrates the amazing people who raised us and support us, even when we're still siphoning their streaming services and going grocery shopping in their fully stocked pantry well into adulthood.
I see that you're typing
And I will wait patiently for your text to come through
Because I know
You are only using
Your pointer finger
