Michael Chang

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Michael Chang


After this year, as assured as ONJ is Australian,

I’ll never look at certain words the same way again:

“Q” . . . “Corona” . . . “Blake” . . .

I avert my gaze in the face of uncommon beauty

Simon says love me just a little while

Sometimes I want you next to me, but not in a sexual way

You’re the church with the most loyal followers

so fiendishly devoted God takes a drag

asks how’d you manage that?

I tape a photo of Anna Wintour to my fridge so I eat less

I want your shiny armor . . . your thigh gap

your made-for-TV backstory . . . 8/7 Central

You suck eggs & sketch nudes

been alone so long your heart has bedsores

Fill me up like FAFSA, bear me much fruit

Gimme a tongue bath & thank me for it

Apart from me you do nothing

R u sure

No ur straight


I love it when you don’t make sense

The last time I had arugula on a pizza

you were still alive

A Lambda Literary fellow, Michael Chang (they/them) was awarded the Kundiman Scholarship at the Miami Writers Institute. A finalist in contests at the Iowa Review, BOMB, NightBlock, & many others, their poems have been nominated for Best of the Net & the Pushcart Prize. They are the author of two chapbooks (one of which won the Bateau Press BOOM Chapbook Contest) & their full-length collection is forthcoming from Really Serious Literature. Other projects will soon be announced.