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Mama Mada What to Do With My Ashes by Kate De m p se y When I die, cremate me. Drop me in a bucket of soapy water and mix well with a wooden spoon Incant, if you feel the urge, sing songs, read poems, tell stories, don’t cry. Then take some metal coat-hangers and twist a circle, one each. Go to a wide open space, you choose – somewhere nice you can revisit – dunk your loops in the suds and take turns to blow big, beautiful bubbles. Release me over the river, into the trees, up to the wide blue sky and say goodbye, as with each glistening globe I float away. Camellia by Lucius Nd im ele At the death of rain, grew Camellia amongst our moulds Clinging to her nectar Like the dews to the Bosom of awakening leaves, We versify We compose Bringing the moon to her Doorstep with the elegy of Our archival days 279