The Shape of Letting Go

Coming home from the ceramics studio 

driving so close to your house

what used to be your house

I look that way 

think of you every time

feel a pull towards places you used to be

like my feelings are clay

and love is gravity.

Then driving down the eucalyptus hill

towards my home now

longing for the way you move

through the world and through me

my mind, my lungs, my heart

I work at my feelings like clay

and form the shape of letting go

and the shape of acceptance

and loving anyway.