Michael Romanski writes about what remains when everything seems to be lost.
His stories inhabit empty streets, forgotten towns, silences that make noise.
An author of novels with a poetic yet dark tone, he blends reality and visions, building inner journeys in the form of road maps, worn-out notebooks, and radio frequencies no one should be listening to.

He doesn't like to talk about himself, but leaves traces in his characters: fragile, disillusioned souls still capable of searching for something that resembles the truth.

"I don't write to tell stories, but to remind myself that something is still worth it."