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Growing things and other stories5/25/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() Samantha confesses that when she was just fifteen years old she beheaded a nest of baby birds abandoned by their mother. ![]() Sitting in an alley, she shares her supply of tallboys and her grisly recollections of animal mutilation. When Samantha laughs, “teh-ha” (the spelling a signature of Pink’s phonetic dialogue), she covers her mouth. In “Yop,” Samantha is eighteen and smells of “cheap flower shampoo.” She’s worn braces so long her gums are growing over them. A machine operator finds serenity on his drive home from a metal manufacturing plant. A wedding caterer encounters a majestic stag at the end of his shift. An ice cream man becomes the unsung hero of an apartment complex. Jiro Ono is perfecting a grain of sushi rice Sam Pink is perfecting a poignant single-sentence paragraph.Īs in Pink’s previous books, the characters in his latest brim with unflinching idiosyncrasies and experience muted epiphanies. His prose straddles stenography and manic poetry. From opera on the radio at the end of a grueling workday to treasures in an abandoned lot, Pink sees the holiness in the grit. ![]() Pink’s charm lies not in his Bukowskian idolization of the Laborer or the Crust Punk but in his pearls of unexpected detail. What started as a niche online following has grown into a loyal readership. For more than a decade, Pink has been writing about working-class Americans, their jobs, and their cities. Pink is a painter, a poet, and a cat dad, and his latest collection, The Ice Cream Man and Other Stories, is his fifteenth book. You must know Sam Pink, indie lit’s sweetheart. ![]()
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