"TRAIN TO POKIPSE is a Catcher in the Rye for the new century, and Rami Shamir is an authentic literary voice for a new lost generation. POKIPSE, much like The Catcher in the Rye , will be a powwow of the alienated (elite), where America's outsider youth can gather to infuse the vitality of their life for decades to come."
— Barney Rosset, founder of Grove Press and legendary publisher of Henry Miller, William S. Burroughs, and Samuel Beckett
"I love TRAIN TO POKIPSE."
— Gary Indiana, author of The Shanghai Gesture, Rent Boy, and Do Everything in the Dark
Given the book’s complex structure, excitingly lurid depictions of two-man drug and sex orgies, devastatingly accurate portraits of wasted clubsters, and a vivid depiction of college heartbreak, Train to Pokipse is something of a gem which might well glitter on your bookshelf among such other literary jewels of youthful folly as Goethe’s The Sorrows of Young Werther and Wedekind’s Spring Awakening.
—Jim Feast, The Brooklyn Rail, June 2012
"Sensitivity does not come easy, but when it arrives it surrounds you entirely. When you finish this book you will be surrounded by love, sensitivity, and hopefully a little bit of wisdom. Live on! I did. Thank you, Rami."
— Holly Woodlawn, Andy Warhol Superstar and author of Low Life in High Heels
"Reading TRAIN TO POKIPSE is like reading Dickens. Underneath this contemporary coming of age story is the same social analysis, the same investigation of lives lived and being lived, and the same kind of empathetic heart that listens to the world and reflects it in crisp and unexpected prose. Here we find the cracked lyricism of the street: the voice of the outsider reporting on the dispossessed. Rami Shamir has a beautiful and distinctive voice, and he is just starting."
— Penny Arcade, playwright, performance artist, and author of Bad Reputation: Performances, Essays, Interviews
"Rami Shamir is rapidly becoming the conscience of the No Generation. He is a master of that frozen moment when the eaters see what they are really eating. Gayer than Ginsberg, blacker than Kerouac, itchier than Whitman, slithering darkly toward the Billyberg Omphalos, Rami Shamir loads his pen with jizz, blood and drugs. A Nantucket sleigh ride up the rosy rectum of Generation N. Keep an eye on Rami Shamir."
— Phoebe Legere, composer and performer
"Post-Burroughsian, post-Sonic Youth... POKIPSE is a reading must from one generation to all generations."
— Steve Dalachinsky, The Brooklyn Rail, March 2012
"Rami Shamir’s dissolute characters barely have a chance to come up for air in their spin cycle full of dashed hopes and dreams."
— Nava Renek, The Brooklyn Rail, April 2012
"POKIPSE invades readers’ minds, forcing them to consider the context of our larger current political state as symptomatic of our interpersonal interactions.... Shamir is not didactic, but rather encourages active citizenship through our engagements with one another. Pokipse is exemplary of what happens when humans forego basic kindness."
— Anjelica V. Young, Evergreen Review