Her ex-girlfriend is a potter by trade
and made her a set of bowls as a gift
years ago when they were still a couple.

Not wanting to have them in our kitchen
after we decided to share a home,
she packed them in a box where they remain 

stashed in the back footwell of her car.
Each time we drive somewhere, I can hear them 
rattle and clink when we go over bumps –

and I wonder if she hears it also.