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"Small Fiasco" takes us on a poetry tour of several cities and the small things that happen in them. If her poems were potatoes they would be small fingerlings, yet despite their slight appearance Ferguson manages to root our longings in these places and place our longings in these roots. These lumpenpoems, these tubers, cling with the tenacity of the roots beneath all our gardens. Good luck getting rid of them.
