![]() ![]() Making obituaries into poems about grief is so obvious, it’s a wonder no one has thought to do it before. ![]() “In hangman, the body forms while it’s being hung,” she writes in “Home.” “As in, we grow as we are dying.” Chang explores what it means to grieve the loss of life at the same time she herself is dying. She writes several obituaries for her mother and herself, pairing her knowledge of a slow, painful death to her uniquely human knowledge that one day she too will expire. ![]() She personifies solid objects and kills them off in the same breath - may The Clock, The Blue Dress, Mother’s Teeth, and Father’s Frontal Lobe rest in peace. She mostly writes obituaries for apostrophes, solidifying non-tangibles like Language, Time, Grief itself, and Friendship. ![]()
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