Elemental Composition Study

by: bea sophia

published: 11/01/2025

They said she was stardust, which sounded

poetic until she priced cremation diamonds—

£2,850 for 0.25 carats of compressed carbon,

same element idling in her 2003 Honda

at 7,200 ppm.

The funeral director had a brochure.

She was there for her aunt, who smoked Newports

for forty-one years and died with £137 in her current account,

so they went with the pine box, no service.

Hydrogen fuses at fifteen million kelvin.

She can’t get her radiator above 68

without the landlord texting about

the boiler’s BTU capacity.

The cosmologist she slept with twice said supernovae

create every element heavier than iron,

then ghosted after she mentioned her IUD—

32 milligrammes of copper, element 29,

forged in a stellar explosion 4.6 billion years ago,

now preventing his genetic material

from implanting at £50 per month with insurance.

Calcium: 1 percent of body mass.

Same ratio as Greek yoghurt, which she eats

because osteopenia runs in families that can't afford to break a hip.

The pound shop sold her a highlighter

with phosphorus-same element the supernovae gave her,

both glowing under black lights at bars where men ask what she does, meaning

"are you worth the £8.50 per cocktail," meaning

"will you fuse with me or collapse inward like a red giant past helium-burning," meaning

nothing.

We're all performing nucleosynthesis-converting mass to energy

until we're cold enough to stop mattering.