The book is titled “I Am Going to Clone Myself Then Kill the Clone and Eat It.” Do you really need to know any more? Sam Pink’s oddball little book is filled with first-person passages and rants that begin with mundane reality and often finish in bizarro fantasy, usually with some element of violence, disgust or aching simplicity. Some are short stories, others poems and plays. Pink’s disjointed snippets give the reader a view into the mind of a literary madman. It works; Pink’s ridiculous humor rubs off by the middle, as you’re thinking to yourself, “Yeah, if I tripped and lost an eye and someone laughed at me I would hold them down and allow my spewing blood to flow into his mouth too. Serves ’em right.” Pink’s treacherously funny, as long as you don’t mind feeling a little dirty after swallowing this thing down. Another memorable admittance: “The best way to avoid getting murdered is to hide in your closet at night. I mean, so far, so good.” (Tom Lynch)
Sam Pink discusses his work July 24 at Book Cellar, 4736-38 N. Lincoln, (773)293-2665, at 7pm. Free.