News of the Assassin
The reporters are
busy interviewing bees,
filming footage of
their team meetings to survive.
Things are killed each day,
someone murders time, closes
a window to rain.
Each day, a woman’s thoughts die,
we pin them to a man’s mind.
The Shortest Night
And when I looked up,
the sky had also turned black,
and I had aged a
hundred more feet down the road.
The owl was on the
next tree with mirrors as eyes,
in case I wanted
to see my future. When I
looked, I lost another year.
Ancestral Voices
I hate my own voice,
but someone after me will
wonder if my voice
was threadbare or if it
had tiny wings when I slept.
Lives of the Artists
I brush my hair and
wonder if you are watching.
I write a word and
attach it to a speaker—
someone please listen.
Words come out of my coffin,
made of maple. When
empty, it will return to
the trees who speak to no one.
The Gods
The fact that leaves can’t be put back on trees makes me
think that you do not exist.
VICTORIA CHANG's poetry books include OBIT, Barbie Chang, The Boss, Salvinia Molesta, and Circle. Her children’s books include Is Mommy?, illustrated by Marla Frazee, and Love, Love, a middle grade novel. She lives in Los Angeles and serves as the program chair of Antioch’s low-residency MFA program.
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