No fucks
given
for months
and none
received
for longer.
No more
fucks for
those who
expect
me to spill
my secrets
after one
half-night
stand.
I try to
create my
own fucks
seated at
a bar with
no alcohol
in front of
a good
bartender
who knows
if someone’s
on a stool
and only
drinking
a water
and jotting
down words
on paper,
they have
a fucking
good reason
so leave
them and their
fucks alone.
Chad Parenteau hosts Boston’s long-running Stone Soup Poetry series. His work has appeared in journals such as Résonancee, Molecule, Ibbetson Street, Pocket Lint, Cape Cod Poetry Review, Tell-Tale Inklings, Off The Coast, The Skinny Poetry Journal, The New Verse News, dadakuku, Nixes Mate Review and The Ugly Monster. He has also been published in anthologies such as French Connections, Sounds of Wind, Reimagine America, and The Vagabond Lunar Collection. His newest collections are All's Well Isn't You and Cant Republic: Erasures and Blackouts. He serves as Associate Editor of the online journal Oddball Magazine and co-organizer of the annual Boston Poetry Marathon. He lives and works in Boston.
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