Living is a chaotic system that rips the Poet's guts and splatters the entrails across the page, every mischievous side-slam and frantic headkick is an image, texts are snapping synapses, sparks from a grinding wheel. For Jeff Weddle it's a broken world shortchanged by truth, a sensorium of failure where chaos kicks your ass, yet although we're defeated, still these tender sparks, these true moments of grace, are the things that matter. -- Andrew Darlington, author of The Poet's Deliberation on the State of the Nation