I was sitting in my studio today thinking, watching my wheel go round and round, looking at the saucer I made to go with the delicate teacup I threw for you. I wonder, has anyone ever made anything for you? Besides me. Has anyone ever taken their hands and formed something while thinking of you? Other than me? Did you ever think of that? You left me with my teacup and saucer, but thats okay because I will live without you. And live well.
Reason for writing:
I am a ceramics major at Tulane, and this is how I felt in my studio today. Thanks to you for making this poem happen! You know!!!!
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