There are some books you read for the plot, and some you read for the information. But then there are some you read as a fan of the sentence—to see what language can do when stress-tested. This book? Is that. In short bursts—which are maybe "stories" or "poems," except they don't look like either—Lutz does to the sentence what Escher did to perspective, what Stephen Wright did to jokes, what Duchamp did to urinals. I'm left laughing, though it's never clear what's so funny. It could be the (mostly derelict) events on the page, but more likely, it’s the bumbling incompetence of language as a mode of communication. Or it could be me, sitting in a chair and opening a book hoping for clarity, and instead watching a finger extend from the page and stick me in the eye. I love when that happens. This was sent to me (not found on a stoop), so thank you, K. #garylutz #gariellelutz #book #books #booktok #bookstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CoffEScu_SP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
