TourA Poem by I.F.W. Davis
I heard your keys jingle
as a stranger shot me side eyes passed by under greenhouse lights in a garden grown 10,000 miles away from home- alone, together tethered to an unknown. © 2023 I.F.W. Davis |
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Added on September 12, 2023 Last Updated on September 12, 2023 |

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