Where to sprinkle my ashes

A poem about the death I'm in denial about

in The Cavern / 
along Route des Peyrières / 
that square in Bergerac 
where they do outdoor salsa classes / 
underneath the disco ball
at The Glade, mixed with glitter / 
somewhere you can always smell fresh pastries 
and coffee beans

bury me amid the keys of a piano playing Canon in D / 
in the twirling 
cave of a conch shell / in sea foam / 
in his pocket / 
in my mum’s soft hair /
in my brother's clenching, newborn palm / 
in the forest by Capilano Bridge 
in Vancouver / 
in the folds of the fells / 
between my cat’s ears /
wherever there is always thick, salty chips 

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This poem first appeared in my debut poetry book Making Sugar out of Life. Robbie on Amazon said “Sian’s honesty bleeds on to these pages in lyrical formations worthy of many rereads”. I love Robbie.

Thanks for reading x