She waited to be
called to duty
She looked radiant
in an embroidered white blouse
It was nothing too messy
or too hard or too silly
They looked past her
She didn’t register
on their radar at all
Girls giggled and whispered
in the corridors,
where heavily perfumed fumes
washed over her
Only storms flirted
with her shamelessly
Danger lurked
along her pathway
She felt like a premature
newborn in an incubator
She faked interest
Everyday she transformed herself
into someone else
Everyday she watched
a water drop cling to the faucet
and then lose its grip
There seemed to be
more empty seats than usual
Now Right now
She found comfort in
scribbling on her pad furiously
The only place she was happy
She couldn't imagine
how she would survive
with this Barbie-brain
so she finally
sunk her rowboat full of lipsticks
Her smile returned