I have been catching up on a back-log of reviews, though I will return to my full press review of Calamari Books in just a bit. But in the meantime, this is a bad-ass book that I read last night: AMERICAN GYMNOPEDIES by Scott Garson (Willows Wept Press, 2010). Here are some excellent quotes from this fabulous text:
“I’d be a rich man if I could seize the molecules that skate my eyes in this infected light.“
“Mom was out getting a pedicure. The last time she’d got light, light blue. It was like the sky was in there.“
“One time I got back to find plastic forks and bits of cake on colorful paper plates around the tree in my yard. It was a bendy palm. The yard was minuscule. The tree went up and up.”
“Turn this city upside down, and I swear that the clouds will find a way to support it.”
Someone should interview Mr. Garson on BigOther – o wait, here it is already (thanks Greg).
& Molly, can people still buy this somewhere? Or will they be able to soon?