Walter loved Halloween more than any other day. He loved the kids running up and down the street, the spooky music humming from hidden speakers, the fake spiderwebs crawling across his neighbor’s porches, the carved pumpkins that grinned at him as he passed by on the street. He especially loved that he could throw outContinue reading “Halloween”
Author Archives: Ren Martinez
Excerpt – Albatross
One of my latest projects: a young adult work featuring a Moorish girl who sails with the Spanish Armada and takes on the English when they’ve come to take Puerto Rico. Krakens and sirens and selkies, oh my! Dawn broke over the sky like blood, but Safa had no time to worry about the oldContinue reading “Excerpt – Albatross”
Now I Get Why Hemingway Drank
So I’m halfway through that writing class at my local community college. What I didn’t realize is that I’d be retaking AP English again. I guess my expectations are born of having graduated from undergrad and grad school. As someone who has done workshops before and meets with local writers about once a week, IContinue reading “Now I Get Why Hemingway Drank”
I don’t have anything to say I’ll let this gif speak for me
The Obligatory Thinkpiece
In response to the now defunct XOJane article, the one where the writer describes her former friend’s spiral into mental illness and subsequent suicide “a blessing,” I decided to write her a very sincere, very sympathetic thinkpiece open-letter so she can understand exactly what I think about her as a writer and a human being.Continue reading “The Obligatory Thinkpiece”
Fuck Art Let’s Dance!
My newest piece was published with Nostrovia Press! Come read my newest piece, “Her,” in Issue #12 of Fuck Art, Let’s Dance. You know you wanna.
Back to School Again
So I went ahead and decided to drop loot on a Creative Writing class at the local community college. I figure, maybe some education might be nice? Considering my undergrad was in forensic science and I spent more time in a lab than anything. I think it’s interesting how the arts seem to tilt towardsContinue reading “Back to School Again”
Forensic Examination of a Murder Case
our love didn’t die quietly in the night it was a drive-by shooting the kind where a casual word becomes the one bullet that tears through the wall and into a heart that had already stopped beating should the rifling be inspected, your name will be written in grooves and divots the casing burns blackContinue reading “Forensic Examination of a Murder Case”
Indebted
I recently only had $13 in my bank account. I say recently because, upon looking it up and my eyes going wide with horror, I shoved over $90 from my savings and to prop up my checking account into something that wouldn’t make me hyperventilate. I’ve never been the best budgeter (my ADHD seriously hindersContinue reading “Indebted”
The Harris-Benedict Principle
the walls are faded with dreams she could never quite let go her bed sprawled with pale limbs and whispers in the dark sodium stains on her pillow-she flips it over, a blank slate echoes rattle in the cavernous space between costal grooves she ignores it in favor of the quadratic curve of her stomachContinue reading “The Harris-Benedict Principle”
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