One-hundred and Seventeen: A Kind of Woman

I am not just one kind of woman.

I am the kind of woman
that feels brave because
she yells at other mistake-making cars,
even though she doesn’t drive
(it’s safe when there’s no time for retaliation).

I am the kind of woman
that gets very angry with you
when she thinks she has wronged you
(because it’s better than choking on guilt).

I am the kind of woman
that puts her obsessive compulsive
tics above etiquette
(though no longer does she feel
rude, merely resigned).

I am the kind of woman
that will get into an feminist argument at a dinner party
with a stranger whose name she has forgotten,
even when she knows he’s just winding her up
(because then he’s treating her like the doll
he thinks she is).

I am the kind of woman
who will sit at Starbucks
and berate her broke status,
and then buy a hobo a burger
(even though it doesn’t feel like a good deed).

I am the kind of woman
who will grab at a a random comment
and ask you to nit-pick it apart with her
in case there’s a criticism buried beneath it.

I am the kind of woman
who tries too hard to be kind
and then frets
because if she needs to try so hard
then surely she’s not that kind.

I am the kind of woman
who tries so hard to be
the kind of woman
she wants to be, that
she forgets
she becomes
that woman
when
she forgets
to try.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

One thought on “One-hundred and Seventeen: A Kind of Woman”

  1. Oh Alexia, I love this! I can totally identify with it – especially the verse about not driving but yelling at cars making mistakes. Because I TOTALLY do that even though I don’t have a driving licence.

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