Friday, October 16, 2026

No Rounds By Chad Parenteau,


My body’s a 

Shirley Temple


doomed to 

glacial fade.


I’ll be the guy

at bar’s back


who stays 

far too long


not one night

but over years.


Watch you

all drop off,


turn mirror

on me last,


dead by self-

inflicted boredom.





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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No Rounds By Chad Parenteau,

My body’s a  Shirley Temple doomed to  glacial fade. I’ll be the guy at bar’s back who stays  far too long not one night but over years. Wat...