"A Fling with the Ground reminds us of the etymological connection between the words 'desire' and 'consider,' for at the heart of both is 'sideris,' a star.  As the title of this collection suggests, these poems mark the fall from an imagined (or perhaps remembered) place, where it is possible for mind, body, and spirit to remain fused in ecstatic union with the Other, where 'no one touches anyone lightly.'  That last word, 'lightly,' of course, suggests the propulsive weight and speed of such desire in its collision with the actual world.  In carefully crafted poems, Stacia Fleegal turns 'the body-wide undulation desire pulls / from hot breath' into a series of discrete moments and dilates them so that we might see and consider well desire's halo and rain-shadow effects."  -Debra Kang Dean, author of Precipitates

"Stacia Fleegal's poems are erotically charged and pulsing.  Legs part, hands search, and the physical is sated with urgent, arresting language.  But there are fences in these bedrooms, too, and they aren't white picket.  They are made of chain link and set high enough to protect the self even as the body is given freely."  -Kathleen Driskell, author of Laughing Sickness