“The invention of the Super Sadness! was an accident”

A Poem by Kendra Allen

July 6, 2021  By Kendra Allen
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show me how to make fun things
or happy accidents           How to open up sis
‘s dolls, see how she blinks           without a life
line. If I’m little, show me how to win
games and become a burned boy
who’s present     enough      to keep standing
in doorways without shoving show me
my name and its prototype. Let me craft elastic; let me
be better     even with the fear
of water       even when
I’m sent into planets to build bombs to keep bombs from obliterating
these burdens
show me how to shoot these niggas faster, fill up
tubs, carry space
packs, become fire
that holds silly knuckles
Show me the crack at my head       recede     from the filthy state
waters of fifty wet states. Wave. Wave.
Make me
artless             Make me
barren

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The Collection Plate by Kendra Allen

From The Collection Plate by Kendra Allen. Copyright 2021 by Kendra Allen. Excerpted by permission of Ecco, an imprint of HarperCollins.




Kendra Allen
Kendra Allen
Kendra Allen was born and raised in Dallas, Texas, and is currently an MFA candidate at the University of Alabama. Her work has been published in Brevity, December Magazine, and the Rumpus.








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