Obit

"Victoria Chang experiments with the skinny, rectangular form of the obituary, writing memorials for all the things that she lost following her father’s stroke and her mother’s death: optimism, friendships, a green chair, a potted tree, language. Chang’s sharp crystallizations of the pain and disorientation of death, and the way it reverberates through life, bring us to the raw heart of grief without the overblown language of classical elegy. These are poems that reproduce the logic and feeling of loss – a gift for anyone who has struggled to find words to express grief."