Once upon a time
there was a little girl
who lived as if
inside of a snowglobe.
She would stand and look
out the window at all the children,
running and playing and laughing,
and she would reach out
as if to touch the world.
But the glass was in front of
her fingers, an insuperable
barrier that she could not cross.
She wanted to run and play and laugh
too, but she was too shy.
She always hid behind the curtain,
like the wizard in her favorite book,
because she was afraid.