Emily Kendal Frey




It's raining like a bitchy teenager



Spit on the carpet



I want to be your mom a little



Scars on our foreheads





Some poets got married 20 hours after meeting



“Beauty will be convulsive or it will not be at all” he said



I should have taken you out to sea like Blackbeard



Let’s walk through the mall and I’ll buy you an Orange Julius



The day after we met one of my tiny succulents fell from the windowsill



I took a walk to a nearby mountain and breathed against the gates of a reservoir



Have you heard about the Hadron Collider?



They smash particles together to find new matter



Once the machine got going so fast the currents blew out



With nowhere to go



I’m trying to believe in forgiveness



Under the earth’s pink blanket is a set of ribs



Too big, even, for this





It's too much



People with their falling down beauty



Their hats at angles



The woman DJ



You stand on some Cheetos



Nobody taught you anything but you kept expanding



Soft as plastic



EMILY KENDAL FREY is the author of the full-length poetry collections Sorrow Arrow (Octopus Books) and  The Grief Performance (Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 2011); the chapbooks Frances (Poor Claudia, 2010), The New Planet (Mindmade Books, 2010), and Airport (Blue Hour, 2009); as well as three chapbook collaborations. Frey’s The Grief Performance was selected for the Cleveland State Poetry Center’s 2010 First Book Prize by Rae Armantrout. She also won the Poetry Society of America’s 2012 Norma Farber First Book Award. Frey’s poetry also appears in journals such as Octopus and The Oregonian.