Hate roaches, but I love noir. And Kafka. So I couldn't resist Kockroach, Tyler Knox's quirky, well-written, utterly original spin on Franz Kafka's Metamorphosis. In Kafka's story, a traveling salesman wakes up one morning to discover that he has turned into a roach. In Kockroach, the metamorphosis goes the other way.
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It is the mid-1950s, and in a fleabag hotel off Times Square, Kockroach, perfectly content with life as an insect, awakens to discover that somehow he's become, of all things, a human. This tragic turn of events would be enough to fling a more highly evolved creature into despair, but cockroaches know no despair. Firmly entrenched in the present tense, they are awesome coping machines, and so Kockroach copes. Step by step, he learns the ways of humans—how to walk, how to talk, how to wear a jaunty brown fedora.
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