Michael Martínez
@mmartinez.bsky.social
‘Verse’ (three short ‘collections’) dealing with movement, migration, remembering & forgetting. Born & live England. Into photography,films & unusual spaces.
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https://www.writeoutloud.net/profiles/michaelmartinez
The writing and story telling is very inventive and the voice of the characters and their views up front. It’s more than just a good story.
May 26, 2025 at 6:51 PM
The writing and story telling is very inventive and the voice of the characters and their views up front. It’s more than just a good story.
That’s an interesting piece of writing and the notion of witnesses as being around us in many shapes is interesting.
May 26, 2025 at 12:20 PM
That’s an interesting piece of writing and the notion of witnesses as being around us in many shapes is interesting.
I wrote some social science materials but my heart is in my poetry projects
February 9, 2025 at 9:04 PM
I wrote some social science materials but my heart is in my poetry projects
Reposted by Michael Martínez
Shut it down
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
January 12, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Shut it down
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
Shut it down
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
January 12, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Shut it down
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured
close the door
on the word for a bus station
leave the door swinging
and the pigeon pecking
on damp concrete
and edit out the
‘sun rays’ and
replace it with
‘grey Anglican clouds’
so your
protagonist is
forever stuck waiting
for the tired coaches
whose wheels
you punctured