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"Death is Death is a harrowing descent into the mind of a poet who is clinging to his sanity by the barest of fingernails."–George Anderson "The Devil invited Plath to dinner. The beer was warm, the steak poisoned. But Plath wasn't having any of it. He brought flowers, and milk for the cat. Furious, the Devil spat fire, slashed with his claws. Plath just smiled, stroked the purring cat, wondering how truly beautiful that ancient, fateful fall must have been."–R L Raymond "Rob Plath is simply a damn fine poet. A very very good collection."–Dan Fante "Plath's poems are strong, urgent and compellingly real."–John Yamrus "Rob Plath's new book places him firmly at the top of the game and gives a new message of meaning. This is positive Zen nihilism that says 'screw you' with Eastern politeness."–David McLean Death is Dead is not a collection of poetry, but rather an unassuming Brooklyn apartment with Plath on the couch drinking black tea & loading the revolver for roulette, all the while daring his audience to blink."–Lawrence Gladeview