MARIE KONDO is a hack

poem by
Margaux Olverd

Marie Kondo was unable to organize
the brownie in a cup section at the grocery store.

She said no matter what she tried,
loneliness is still associated with a microwave.

We now call it: the magic art of tidying things we already own, to make peace with what we don’t possess.

Ever since the fallout, they fired her agent and her translator. 

On the last episode, 
I saw Marie Kondo telling people in a thick Appalachian accent that she’d like to pray with them to bless their house. 

Afterward, she presented them with a Bless this house sign.

And let everyone know the logo at the bottom of the screen
is a sponsored TV integration,
where other “expert organizers” might also purchase 
this sentimental item.

That folding method was spotted on the back of a sanitary napkin box from the 1950s.

It had been strange. Putting things into thirds is for folding a business letter or splitting an edible.

And this is a domicile.

The preview for the next episode shows Marie Kondo a bit heavier, trying to fit her body into a tailored designer pant. 

It’s harder than she thought.

She will address it in her next book. One chapter is titled,
“Letting go of invaluable currencies”

Because throwing away pennies that you find on the floor,
sparks more joy than picking them up.