top of page

Technically,
It's Not My Fault
Concrete Poetry
Technically, it’s not Robert’s fault that a concrete block fell on the car or that his sister’s homework got blown to smithereens. Really, he doesn’t try to cause trouble. He’s just an ordinary kid who likes pizza and sports and computer games. . . . Okay, maybe he thinks about some weird stuff, like designing the perfect roller coaster (completer with poisonous spiders) and writing the autobiography of a fart. But doesn’t everyone? How can his social studies teacher even hint that he acts backward on purpose?Robert’s hilarious view of the world is expressed through a series of concrete poems. You may have to turn the book—or your mind—sideways and upside down to read them, but laughter is 100% guaranteed.
bottom of page