"C.L. Bledsoe's savage, hallucinatory, and ironic third chapbook -- Leap Year by Red Ceilings Press -- opens a window into the mind of the insane. Taken as a whole, which is clearly the intent - each of the 29 poems is titled with the date, as if the book is a journal written in February of a leap year ¬- the book reveals day-to-day life in a mental institution, blending black humor with the isolation and humiliation of an imaginative, wry speaker. Leap Year is an ambitious book, yet Bledsoe pulls it off with a masterful performance. It's utterly unforgettable.:-Elizabeth Swann, Prick of the Spindle