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Cover Title Page Note to Reader Dedication Contents I

My Father’s Frontal Lobe My Mother Victoria Chang Victoria Chang Voice Mail Language My children, children Each time I write hope Language Victoria Chang The Future Civility My Mother’s Lungs Privacy My Mother’s Teeth I tell my children I tell my children Friendships Gait Logic Optimism Ambition Chair Do you smell my cries? I tell my children Tears Memory Language Tomas Tranströmer Approval Sometimes all I have You don’t need a thing Secrets Music Appetite Appetite Form Optimism I can’t say with faith To love anyone Hands Oxygen Reason Home Memory

II

I Am a Miner. The Light Burns Blue.

III

Friendships Caretakers Subject Matter Sadness Empathy The Obituary Writer Do you see the tree? My children, children The Doctors Yesterday Grief Doctors Blame Time Today I show you My children, children Form Control The Situation Memory Doctors Obsession My children, children My children don’t have The Clock Hope The Head The Blue Dress Hindsight The Priest I put on a shirt Where do they find hope? The Car My Mother’s Favorite Potted Tree Similes Affection Home When a mother dies My children, children The Bees Victoria Chang Clothes Guilt The Ocean The Face My children say no Have you ever looked

IV

America I am ready to My children, children

Notes About the Author Also by Victoria Chang Acknowledgements Copyright Special Thanks

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