When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities

by Chen Chen

What is it, to remember nothing, of what one loved?

On Earth lately, I’ve been looking at everyone like I love them, & maybe I do. Or maybe I only love one person, & I’m beaming from it. Or actually I just love myself, & I want people to know.

Group Project: Name one book by Maxine Hong Kingston not titled The Woman Warrior.

Aren’t all great love stories, at their core, great mistakes?

But does my sadness always need to be your sadness?

I tried to ask my parents to leave the room, but not my life. It was very hard. Because the room was the size of my life. Because my life was small. & wanted to eat candy corn instead of confrontation.

I admire my horoscope for its conviction. I envy its consistency. Every day. Every day, there is a future to be aggressively vaguer about.