Chloe Chow
I can’t make plans at this time of mourning,
tangled up in now and then and linen.
What I plan to do is make excuses,
which is to say I’ll paint roofs onto houses
and faces onto bones and then one day I’ll die.
I’ll clean out my desk. I’ll carve my to-dos
into my sternum for whoever gets this body next.
I’ll weep. I’ll weigh myself down with stones
so perhaps tonight, tonight I might sleep.
Chloe Chow is a sophomore studying religion and classics. She enjoys freshwater lakes, malaphors, and crunchy grapes. You can usually find her scrolling through Twitter, unfortunately.
