Detour

 
I stare at the flooded road.
“Don’t worry,” God says. “There’s another way.”
My heart drops at the burned-out bridge.
“Don’t worry,” God says. “There’s another way.”
I wail when I see the tornadoed stretch.
“Don’t worry,” God says. “There’s another way.”
In a fit of anger, I shred the map.
God smiles and says, “Exactly. Now you can follow me.”
 
 
 
© Meisaan Chan

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