Susie came from an Ohio flea market
Her hair was mop-water yellow
Her eyes were huge and blue
She had freckles
And a soft, dirty body
I was drawn instantly to her demeanor and fell for her character
She knew my imaginary friend well
The Mothman
And we had tea parties of dollar store sets filled with
Mountain Dew
The smell of that set was “ick” over time and the ants rejoiced in our play