Domisylum | By Brian Buckbee | Issue 344 | The Sun Magazine
344 - de Swaan - Buckbee


This selection is available to active subscribers only.

Already a subscriber? Sign in.


Tonight I was at the laundromat because our washing machine died and we’re putting off buying a new one. It’s been ten years since I’ve done laundry with strangers. I took along my quarters and fabric softener — and my copy of The Sun. Standing next to the washers, I read “Domisylum,” by Brian Buckbee [August 2004], and it induced a peculiar kind of euphoria. I smiled, laughed, and wanted to read it aloud to my fellow washer persons, but who could have heard me above the din of whirring dryers?

F. Thomas Armstrong Los Angeles, California
More Letters
Thank You Your donations helped to keep our ad-free, nonprofit magazine in circulation last year, funding everything from production to distribution. Learn how you made a difference last year. Learn More