Kelsi

Some woodcut inspired designs I created recently…

Some people have never been made good love to, or don’t remember, or haven’t been taught how, and cheat their lives out of the pleasure we each can make in one another.

Let her go and someday you’ll see her in the lulls during traffic where she’d always stick her head out the window to feel the breeze tugging at strands of her hair. Let her go and someday you’ll see her in strange women with different names, her poise blanketed over one woman, her lips plopped onto another, pieces that don’t seem to fit on anyone but her. Let her go and someday you’ll hear her favorite song on some radio station somewhere and your heart won’t beat for a while. You’ll feel your body moving to the rhythm of her absent little head bobs and foot taps. Let her go and someday you’ll have to begin the process of forgetting. You’ll scroll through numerous photographs and rummage through an accumulation of her stuff, now your stuff, with her scent lazily floating off to wedge doorstops into every door you need to shut. Let her go and someday you’ll cross paths with her favorite places, maybe by accident, maybe with purpose. Bridges back to her soul will begin to rebuild themselves as you take in the indigo sky and remember everything you meant to forget. Let her go and someday you’ll see her, not a stranger, but her passing through a small section of the mall. She’ll be happier than ever with a look of utter joy pulling at her lips, pulling her so far away from you that she begins to look like an illusion. Let her go and someday you’ll realize that you never truly can let her go at all.