The Vase
by Jeffrey McDaniel
My mother told me
that when she dies
she wants to be enrolled
in a furnace
and turned into ash,
then she wants me
to leave the ash outside
in a big glass bowl
and let the rain
soak into it,
then me to stir it up
into a kind of clay,
make a vase out of it,
put it in a kiln,
and when I die,
have my ashes
placed inside,
so she can carry me
again, forever.
Oh my gawd! I love this.. the idea of combining all my dead peoples ashes into a nice block of clay and making an urn for my ashes.
a heritage recipe