Home.

Home is space.
Chores, and dust.

Home is a refrigerator the size of my dorm closet.
A stove, a toaster, a dishwasher.

Home is stuff,
Boxes upon boxes,
An attic and basement.

Home is loneliness.
I'm older than these kids,
Mentally, if not physically,
And what's more, they're all at school.