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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
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