Title from Tori Amos' "Strange Little Girl"
She sets up a board game for one.
She hums to herself the songs in her head.
She has conversations with characters
from her dreams,
and stories she read.
She picks up a pen and writes,
and writes and writes
until there is nothing left
She picks up a brush and paints the sky
and stars that never fade.
She smiles her secret smile,
as she crosses the street
holding on to the hands
closes her eyes and listens,
the sound of the train approaching.
She takes a step forward,
and joins her imaginary friends,