The shirt reads: “LURK. LAUGH. LOATHE.”
Three opossums illustrated in fine black line work sit beside the words — one hunched and watchful, one sprawled on its back, and one scowling under a small rainbow.
It is the live, laugh, love sign from a kitchen wall, rewritten by something that lives under a porch and comes out at two in the morning. For the reply-guy of the group chat, the person who reads every thread and posts in none of them, and anyone who has decided that opossums are, on balance, doing their best.
