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by Christopher Myers

One Potato Review

There’s a new boy on the block, and he flies. This doesn’t, as you would expect, make him an object of adulation (nothing in this book happens exactly as you would expect), only ridicule, the whispers and “staring eyes and wagging tongues” increasing to outright scoldings from neighbors and teachers and classmates, even the police. Ikarus Jackson, the flyboy, doesn’t help matters with his sullen, even tone deaf defiance, but of course that is what makes him more interesting than the sum of his wings. And there is nothing generic about the intolerance here either – or the tolerance that lights up the end. With mixed media alchemy.

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