“Enveloped in cityscape
I submerged synesthesious
in a Light
somewhere in
between olive oil and sweet honey.

Light shone, unearthly
from those moon faces –
some perhaps more full than others,
but all
I knew
was the light in every phase”

From Ṭala‘a ‘l-Badru ‘Alaynā
The Full Moon Rose Over Us
Efemeral
in A KALEIDOSCOPE OF STORIES
Muslim Voices in Contemporary Poetry
Coming soon from Lote Tree Press