The first assignment for the Creative Writing Masters has been submitted – yay!

I feel like a sheet that’s been put through the mangle.

Who here remembers mangles? 🙂


7 thoughts on “Mangle

  1. When I was a kid Grandma taught me how to use her mangle on the farm. She had a wood burning stove and an outdoor toilet. She didn’t believe in new for new’s sake. My uncle built a separate modern kitchen for his new wife on the other side of the farmhouse.


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