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Alone

Alone

is how I do things

I don’t really have a choice

but it suits me

I’m alone

at the grocery store

Surrounded by people

but not ‘with’ any of them.

Alone

at the coffee shop.

Alone

cooking dinner.

Alone

working out.

Alone

as I write at the coffee shop

Alone

as I watch my show

Alone

as I drive to work

Alone

while at the doctors


He tells me I don’t have much time left.

He says he can break the news to the people I am with.

I look around

and shrug,

‘I don’t have anyone doc. I am alone.’

‘I’m sorry,’ he says.

‘Why?’

‘...I’m not sure. You seem fine alone.’

‘I always have been.’

I smile and wave goodbye

and get ready to die alone.


-C.H.

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