It’s the dead of night. You find yourself huddling with the motley few on the rooftop of a rundown building in a ruined city. You strain to absorb the tinny sounds emanating from a hand-held electronic device.
From across the void, The Poet K unpacks his narrative, unravelling the existence of Rodin’s Man and what it means to have a hope in Hell:
Rodin’s Man continues to take shape both in character and as a project.
Rodin’s Man – itinerant organizer and philosopher – with limited resources – with limited time.
The Poet K – narrator – paying homage to the expressed example of the Beat Poets – minus the self-destructive propensities and the focus on juvenile sex
And along the way, flash fiction portrays the struggles of the people in the community as they cling to hope amidst their deprivations.
I hope to have the first volume out this year along with three volumes of Dancing in Dangerous Times – a collection of flash fiction, satire, poetry and posters.
Crossing my fingers for 2018.