for cremation,
the 1650 degree fire
kissing you. Spend your life
preparing. What if you aren’t
beautiful? The cremators
keep busy–the cadaver turns
to gas, ash, and mineral.
Cremains. That’s you,
a synthetic diamond,
jewelry, the ultimate


KENNETH POBO has a book of prose poems forthcoming from Clare Songbirds Publishing House called The Antlantis Hit Parade. In 2017, Circling Rivers brought out his ekphrastic collection called Loplop in a Red City. He gardens, loves 60s music, and teaches English and creative writing at Widener University in Pennsylvania. He tweets @KenPobo.