By Martin Hayes some people say that angels don’t existbut I don’t believe in any of their crapthe people are full of itI prefer to believe that... Continue reading
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by Martin Hayes Marcus hasn’t been doing too well latelyhis woman left him last week and two months before thathis mother diedso his performance stats, which are... Continue reading
it is 1985 and you’re 19 at Wembley dogsdrinking Hofmeister from a brown plastic bottleafter a shift answering phones at the mini-cab officeand there’s a hurdle race... Continue reading
by Martin Hayes, with image above by Martin Gollan we come home on a Friday nightafter another dirty week in their officesopen a bottle of wineand begin…... Continue reading
by Martin Hayes In Mongolia they put 8-year-old boys on the back of wild horses then smack that wild horse’s rump so that it runs off like... Continue reading
the drone by Martin Hayes first it came in the idea of a big balloonthe way the wind could pick it upmove it across the battlefieldbefore its... Continue reading
Here are a couple of poems from a new collection by Martin Hayes for Smokestack Books, called Machine Poems. the definition of a machine something that is made... Continue reading
a healthy return by Martin Hayes there was this placeand it wasn’t a town or a citybut people lived thereand there was one shop and one pubthey... Continue reading
the screams of the supervisors by Martin Hayes you can’t always decipher what the screams of the supervisors meanso numerous are they sometimes they sound like moos... Continue reading
they want all our teeth to be theirs by Martin Hayes they want from us total commitmentthey want from us our blood and our hungerthey want from... Continue reading
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