There fell a feeling on or in your skin, a coldness akin to immersion--- you swam yourself out of the damp, the residue of a paint as blood as clotted red.
This blog is an amalgam of Arabic to English translations & my own Arabic-inflected Englisi. Translations are placed next to the Arabic originals, with the writer's name included. My own work is not marked. I'm currently working on a long poem/prose montage about the meeting of the Al-Khidr & Musa, narrated by a paranoid Sufi-American named "Adhem." This writing can be found under the "Khidr Series" link below.