Do you know
what it feels like,
to be all alone?
Like, completely alone?

I’m talking everyday
every weekend, all year.
Not just the sporadic
dry phone.

I wake up
heart pounding.
Who will I
spend the holidays with?
It’s August,
and I still don’t
have a family.

It’s still just me.
Alone.
Dinner for one,
too sad to
have a tree.