J Diego Frey's poems are well crafted, reverberant, and hilarious, but they're not just about getting to the they sing with the joy of life, the strangeness of emotion, argument, and personality, and they are never, ever, predictable. Whether it's an ode to a Buick Skylark, a dream about broccoli, or some bluster about jello-wrestling Barbara Walters (and taking her down), these poems are written with a love for language and a freshness of voice that's tough to beat. -Michael J Henry, author of No Stranger Than My Own