I was twelve.
The woman with the crooked teeth
Told me I was a pearl

O\u27Kane, Alexa

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4 2  B R YA N T  L I T E R A R Y  R E V I E WGod Spoke to Me Through  the Car StereoALEXA O’KANE,  CHAMPLAIN COLLEGEI was twelve.The woman with the crooked teethTold me I was a pearl,Shaped carefully by HimTo be roughed up byThe world until I shone. She knew things she shouldn’t have. I criedIn the middle of the library.She said I was going to writeSomething Important.Every particle of my bodyAched for her to be right.I was nineteen. The woman with the frizzy hair Tried to follow me home.She made it as far as the lobby,Gazing in wonderment at the Splendor of a new buildingAnd the secrets it could hold.She thought I held secrets, too.Was I her long lost sister, Martha? P O E T R Y  4 3No. Yes!No. Then maybe I was a gift Anyway.I asked her to leave, and she did. I was twenty. The woman in the red jacket Met me at the shuttle stop andSaid she would follow me to HimFrom our places on the sidewalk. And she tried,Spewing bible fire the whole wayUp the steps of the busUntil someone with more authorityCame to stop her. Maybe the lonely,Crazy women Of the world Just like me. Or maybe nextTime I start the carAnd put on Some music,It’ll be GodSpeaking to me next. 

God Spoke to Me Through the Car Stereo

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