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  <title>I Am Going to Clone Myself Then Kill the Clone and Eat It</title>
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  <read_at>Wed Mar 18 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[It's the kind of thing you need to read a few times, like old poetry, only less boring. Seemingly disconnected short bits, long bits, prose poetry, plays. But not that you feel jostled from one thing to the next - more like thinking, where this thought naturally but unpredictably maybe leads to that one. Engrossing imagery that sticks to the inside of your eyelids. Darkness handled with the innocence, lightness, the awakening curiosity of an eight year-old boy. One of those precocious ones that knows too much. I can't say enough good about this book without making myself a little sick. It's like a fucked up Easter egg hunt and I'm scarfing too many chocolate bunnies. Just in time for Spring. Even the cover surprises.<br/><br/>Oh, P.S. - I 'interview' the author here: <a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.writers-bloc.net/2009/03/22/sam-pink-is-a-sweet-sweet-boy" title="http://www.writers-bloc.net/2009/03/22/sam-pink-is-a-sweet-sweet-boy">http://www.writers-bloc.net/2009/03/22/s...</a>]]></body>
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