Loner
he wears his heart
like an old familiar coat
out for us and them to see
thrown across his shoulders
loosely wrapped
so nonchalant
I recognize the solitude
and how he wears it boldly
he feels alone and empty
as if abandoned in the night
he’s not so different
him from I
not so foreign at all to me
I’m one of him
he’s one of us
we’re kin
we’re all the same
we’re one with them
the lonely people
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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