Yes, The Repeaters is only a few weeks from release, InshaAllah (God willing). As you can see the cover design is complete. Big thanks to illustrator Daria Rzhanikova for her beautiful work. Also, the typesetting is complete. The only thing remaining is a final proofreading run, which I’m doing now. In the process I’ve decided to rewrite a few key scenes.
Thank you so much to those who have helped me prepare this book for publication. Be patient – we’re almost there!
Don’t let them tell you who you are.
I see you in a skirt of stars,
hand darting at the canvas,
slinging paint like rain… Continue reading →
I’m following my own inner starlight, staying on course due northeast, and not bothering to hide the lunacy. Continue reading →
A November sunset
in the San Joaquin Valley
is yellow as a fried egg. Continue reading →
You said your greatest fear
is being forgotten –
Then you let me go
like your bicycle that was stolen last May
and you never reported it, because,
you said, “They never find them anyway.” Continue reading →
I’m real as a redwood tree,
powerful and still.
Men orbit and disappear
while I wait, rich with life… Continue reading →
I’ll take your hidden childhood
and the lines around your eyes
like little light rays
and I’ll be the one who stays. Continue reading →
I have turned my words
into almond blossoms
and scattered them on your bed. Continue reading →
An ocean wave is born. In that instant it is glorious and unafraid. Sunlight shines through it as through emerald glass, and sparkles on the foam. That is its moment of worship and praise. Continue reading →
Any organizations – or nations – that think they can achieve meaningful goals through violence are only squandering resources, wasting lives and corrupting their moral centers. Continue reading →