So, I cant really get Mr. Voice out of my head. I find that many girls go through a faze of wanting to look like their mothers. Constantly torn between wanting to be like them and simultaneously nothing like them. I Recently read a poem that had a line "you look exactly like your mother, and you look nothing like your mother" I feel, that Mr. Voice is written from the point of view of a a girl that had been relatively resentful of her mother until she knew she had died. Even the almost rape seemed to be surrounded by the question of whether or not she was too much like her mother.
 I would love to know more about her and the way she felt about her mother. As direct as the piece was in stating that she had in the end let go. And happily moved on. I think that there might have been more to explore.