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“The sheer verbal energy of Josh Boyd’s debut hurtles like a semi run amok out on I-80, along the emptiest corridors of his Iowa home. That’s just the first tickle of this Catacomb Confetti, however. Next comes the bravery of its combinations. In one painful catalogue the poems crumple the swagger of youth into sodden party debris on the barroom floor, then in the next busy exhortation, they hoist all that’s drained and heartbroke back onto its hind legs; they send you back out bellowing “maniac hoots… echoing in the grooves of your intestines.” What began as energetic performance poetry has become, here on the page, something impressively larger.”
-John Domini, author, Earthquake I.D. and A Tomb on the Periphery

“The sheer verbal energy of Josh Boyd’s debut hurtles like a semi run amok out on I-80, along the emptiest corridors of his Iowa home. That’s just the first tickle of this Catacomb Confetti, however. Next comes the bravery of its combinations. In one painful catalogue the poems crumple the swagger of youth into sodden party debris on the barroom floor, then in the next busy exhortation, they hoist all that’s drained and heartbroke back onto its hind legs; they send you back out bellowing “maniac hoots… echoing in the grooves of your intestines.” What began as energetic performance poetry has become, here on the page, something impressively larger.”

-John Domini, author, Earthquake I.D. and A Tomb on the Periphery

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