"Chang's new collection explores her father's illness and her mother's death, treating mortality as a constantly shifting enigma. A serene acceptance of grief emerges from these poems."-The New York Times, "100 Notable Books of 2020"

"In [Obit], mortality is not a before and after state, but rather a constantly shifting enigma..."--The New York Times Book Review

"Exceptional . . . Chang's poems expand and contract to create surprising geometries of language, vividly capturing the grief they explore."--Publishers Weekly, starred review

"Exquisite and excruciating and so true and so real"--NPR's "All Things Considered"

"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."--NPR

"Chang has created a unique poetic construct... The feeling of hope is a theme throughout this solid collection, in variations Chang evokes with grace: 'Hope / is the wildest bird, the one that flies / so fast it will either disappear or burst / into flames.' Chang's poetry fine tunes that conflagration with acuity." --Booklist

"In Chang's telling, grief shoots off in all directions, killing off dozens of other things: appetite, blame, the deceased's old clothes. Chang sets out to catalogue them all, and does so with rangy metaphysical imagination and terse precision."--Times Literary Supplement

"Chang is consistently a poet who resurrects mediums, her work living within surprising spaces and forms, and both exposing and surpassing the possibilities for those structures... Chang has the rare poetic talent to follow the edges of dark comedy to find sentiment rather than irony." --The Millions

"Here we have unmitigated heartbreak--but heartbreak mercifully free of the usual 'death etiquette': platitudes of 'after-lives' or 'better offs.' Thus, Victoria Chang has created something powerful and unconventional. These poems are zinger curveballs, and often come from the graveyard's left field." --Los Angeles Review of Books

"These obits are fearless. They are also specific and intimate. . . . The emotional power of Chang's Obit comes from the grace and honesty with which she turns this familiar form inside out to show us the private side of family, the knotting together of generations, the bewilderment of grief."--Ploughshares

"As a lyrical case study of a person coming to accept the hard terms of such love, Obit offers both instruction and solace."--Porter House Review

"Overall, readers who have lost parents to illness or death, have looked back on aspects of their lives to find them not what they seemed to be, will find their emotions here distilled in heartbreaking and quiet intensities." --International Examiner

"Obit cracks open the silence around death and grief at a time when we all need it most." --1508 at The University of Arizona Poetry Center

"Obit reckons with death by swimming inside it . . . grief is tended to and given space."--The Rumpus

"A long elegy for the poet's mother,