Its a lonely affair.
Sitting at dinner tables already used.
Turkey done up,
Gravy all clumpy.
Its lack of flavor ...?
No.
Its lack of a connection.
Give thanks they say.
To what?
Family, yes.
Friends, definitely.
Loneliness, no thank you.
Depression, i could have done without.
A lone plate.
Small amounts of food
Thanksgiving lost.
Musings of a brain eating alone.
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