As she matured into womanhood
Jean found himself maturing
in other ways she didn’t understand.
Her body was changing, certainly,
but her mind was doing things
that simply made no sense.

She could lift hundreds of pounds
from across the room
juggle dozens of objects
manage a Rube Goldberg contraption
– as much of one as she could imagine –
if she concentrated.
She found her concentration improving with practice.

This was not normal, she knew.
No one else could do this sort of thing
not even the others in the school for gifted youngsters
she had taken to attending.
Qualified and impressive as the guys were
none of them were carrying things with their minds.

She didn’t mind being unique in that way.
She did wish she wasn’t the only female on campus.
She hopes a change is gonna come.