Something About Tee-shirts

Tee-shirts every day, that’s all I wear anymore.

Most of them I pull from the dresser drawer, a
clean one every now and then. No words or

names silk-screened on the front or back, I like
them like that. I see no need to either advertise
a favorite product or team, have no affiliation

with any college or university. No U of C, no
#12 Brady, no Adidas or Nike, no pithy slogans
like I’m a proud granddad (even though I am),

blank, mind you, front and back. Why tee
shirts then, why not a clean one every day?
Because I am not a one man billboard dis-

play, because it’s summer and flannel is not
suitable for Midwest weather's flame. And
ocassionally a change because I’m a plain

and simple old man, isolated from contact with
prim and proper society whose attitude stinks.
And my sometimes aromatic tee shirts which are

few in number tend to agree. And my plan, though
tenuous and incomplete, is to shower with my tee
shirt on perhaps sometime next week.

Chris Hanch 9-12-19