What’s Left? Ashes, they call them.Gritty like beach sandor fine like powder made from clay.I’ve seen both kinds,wrapped in a plasticbag with a tightly twisted top, a metaltag with a numberthreaded onto thezip tie. Is it the measureof the man thatdetermines his finalform? Kind of like how the finest groundsmake the mostdelicious cup ofcoffee? We…