Not Like Other Girls

Not with that loose demeanor, your
chilled-out tone, the way you do not
care if he does or does not call. You can
keep up. Speak with self-assurance. Run
with the best of them. You are what we call
a sweet enigma, all dreams and bottle caps.
No lisp of weakness on your tongue.

No, you’re not like other girls, he says,
beaming. Praise for all you’ve left behind.