Post Traumatic Hood Disorder, David Tomas Martinez

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Post Traumatic Hood Disorder, David Tomas Martinez

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“Look at homie on the beach picking shells in dress shoes,” David Tomas Martinez writes in his raw, electrifying second collection. His widely praised debut, Hustle, revealed the singular voice of a young man traumatized by the hood he was strong enough to transcend. In Post Traumatic Hood Disorder, he returns with a haunted depiction of life after tumult and hurt. Martinez moves swiftly from Che to Sir Mix-A-Lot, from Versace to Icarus, from Mt. Sinai to the Eldjga volcano, from Pegasus to a pair of father and son bulls, protagonists of a dirty joke. “My hustle has been a stone/ breaking the bad luck of a lake,” he writes, and the poems maneuver anxiously between that bad luck lake and the writer he has become. This is the question, and the struggle, at the center of these poems: who am I now? Where does a study Greek gods fit with the memory of watching porn with a group of men? How did machismo affect my mysteriously broken relations with women? Am I more kin to Montaigne than Kanye?  These questions define our contemporary obsessions, and David Martinez adds to that conversation poems that dazzle, even as they move and enlighten us. 

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David Tomas Martinez is a CantoMundo fellow and recipient of a 2017 NEA Fellowship, a Pushcart Prize, the Verlaine Poetry Prize, and the Stanley P. Young Fellowship from Breadloaf. Hustle, his debut collection from Sarabande, won the New England Book Festival's Poetry Prize, the Devil's Kitchen Reading Award, and $10,000 from the Antonio Cisneros Del Moral Foundation. Poems from the new book have appeared in Tin House, Oxford American, Boston Review, Prairie Schooner, Ploughshares, and Poetry. He lives in Brooklyn.

Praise for Post Traumatic Hood Disorder:

I love this Post-Traumatic Hood Disorder where we break in between the fissures of a Cubist Piri Thomas, an elegant Oscar Z. Acosta, a Sartre with a hoodie, and a Nietzsche in the city of Danger. The line-break rhythms and scenic jump cuts are masterful and the raw and silky textures of places and mind spaces are radical and original. Maybe it’s the sorrow, the suffering, the desolation that pulls me into this collection, in particular when it lingers as we are almost lured away by the ‘cross hatched’ finesse of the poems and speakers as a whole. Original to the bone, deep cuts, power punches and intimate portraits—truth art, truth word, a major voice. Ever seen a patched-up Ferrari engine race down Main Street without a body? Check this out. Brave Soul.
— Juan Filipe Herrera, Poet Laureate of the United States
In his first collection, Hustle, David Martinez showed himself to be one of the most exciting and visceral poets of his generation, with his dark, humorous, and culturally exploratory poems. His second collection, Post Traumatic Hood Disorder demonstrates how fiercely he has cultivated and driven his talent further. This new work is no less intense; Martinez’s poems always feel written from the struggle of a soul trying to find a way to breathe and grow. Sex, race, class, and culture are twined together in the subject matter of his tumultuous poems, but it may be the verbal stylistics of Post Traumatic Hoodie Disorder that are their most memorable feature—stutter-stepping, careening and whiplashed, alternately elegant in rhetoric and defiantly idiomatic. Martinez’s poems showcase a versatility of language and a wild-hearted poetic energy that is thoughtful, vulnerable and distinctly American.
— Tony Hoagland