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The Leftovers

A Poem

A man like you in your simple life can live on leftovers
But a woman like me grows accustomed to fresh, bountiful food

Maybe I shouldn’t invite myself over
Expecting anything more than
Detritus from your other friends and lovers

© Victoria Ponte 2021



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Victoria Ponte

Victoria Ponte


Writing to share wonder, gratitude and a sense of humor. Poetry, life lessons, survivor. Buy me a coffee: