Here's a random chapbook I literally found on Tumblr by typing in chapbook in the tag searcher thing. The book cover is quite a beauty and it's also disappointingly short. The poems are fun and pretty much chronicle every day life things, interactions, and the amusement of life. Food are living things and human interaction can be awkward and detached. Well that's what I felt during the reading of this chapbook. His style is kind of a less minimalistic version of Tao Lin with the absurdity added in.
Sometimes I forget that within myself I carry an ocean of infinite bliss and all too easily I forget that in California my parents love me and in London Elsie Grace loves me, though we have never met, and Ruby thinks I am cool. All this magic and I forget not only how to write but how to read, how to stretch a limb and why.