Tonya Body Clark Poems

I miss Love,
the intimacy, the touch,
the embrace, sharing space;
conversations, declarations
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from a distance i can see the sign “WILL WORK FOR FOOD”
can a few coins actually help this dude?
i wanted to help, but was a bit subdued
i couldn’t simply drive past – i couldn’t be rude
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Do you see me?
Do you accept me?
Do you know me?
the oddity and the mystery...the
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