The Mustard Seed

<p>Welcome to the Mustard Seed your locally-sourced gay-owned natural foods grocer! Our cashier Zachary will guide you through the aisles. In Grocery you'll find purple-haired bisexual dread. In Supplements overpriced herbs for every internet ailment. Produce stocks $5 apples but the weed is cheap. (Ask the manager.) Cold-cuts and drunk sluts in the Deli. The Hot Bar costs $20 a plate and all leftovers are thrown away by hungry employees per management. If you drink mud visit our Coffee Station. We also sell a variety of kombuchas and gluten-free nonalcoholic IPAs for sober celiac's. And don't forget to check out the guys at the Juice Bar like our oversexed owner does every time he visits unannounced. Feel free to leave your shopping cart in the parking lot.</p><p><br></p><p>Sugar le Fae's debut collection <em>The Mustard Seed</em> is a nuanced-queer sad funny biting-reflection on American consumerism and the commiseration among service workers. In its structure this verse memoir borrows from classical song cycles or the concept albums of Tori Amos. The poems flow like scenes a mix-tape a dozen short films in each season. These regular cadences allow for bite-sized worldbuilding that adds up to a meal. Particular attention is paid to line-breaks-that unique poetic mechanism for stacking meanings. At its best this collection lays language bare makes it aware of itself slows us down. And if nothing else there's nothing else like it.</p>