Böcker utgivna av Not a Pipe Publishing

A tale of friendship & love, dreams & mirrors, and the ghostly apparition of a blurred-faced woman.

During the Great Depression, Roosevelt told us we have nothing to fear but fear itself. But fear isn't the only thing we, as humans, should be wary of. There is another sinister threat, something that, if not addressed before it sets in, can be deadly. Denial, when allowed to fester, can have serious consequences. For example, a woman who refuses to see the ugly truth about her doomed engagement can end up trapped in a miserable marriage. A wife who refuses to accept that her husband is unfaithful can find herself confronted by his lover, by her own jealousy, and by her own willful ignorance. Denying women the rights to their own bodily autonomy can cost us our happiness, our sanity, and our lives. Denial can take many forms. And when one isn't careful, denial can most surely kill.

A young wizard. A spirit of legend. Her brother's life in the balance. It will take all Luskell's power to find the legend's weakness before it's too late.

"In Brief Black Candles, Lydia Valentine attends, with passionate velocity, to questions of survivability, remembrance and the creative art of living a fully human life, even in contexts and conditions that work against that what-it-could-be. ...reading becomes a mode of witness. ... Haptic, revolutionary and unflinching, this is a powerful debut collection by a poet who does not, and cannot, 'in this time-/ in this place-', look away." -Bhanu Kapil"This debut collection, written in the most truthful key available to language, uses poetic form and precise repetition to give shape, then echo, to questions of family, loss, justice and survival, seated in the frame of an America that is a long way from post-racial-the America of today." -Sanam Sheriff"Valentine weaves a text that is rich in sensory, place and imagery. ... She demands answers, calling them, you, and us to walk through the museums of our minds, reckon with our ghosts, embrace our angels, and be our own crooked superheroes."-Kellie RichardsonPoet Laureate for the city of Tacoma author of The Art of Naming My Pain"Valentine explores the ways we touch one another and the spaces between us. ... She speaks the harms we have done; she calls us to the work of repair. ... Here you will find wounds and loss. Candles extinguished, burning and drowning. Young men turned into symbols. But you will also find new and bursting life..."-Tina Ontiverosauthor of rough house

"In Brief Black Candles, Lydia Valentine attends, with passionate velocity, to questions of survivability, remembrance and the creative art of living a fully human life, even in contexts and conditions that work against that what-it-could-be. ...reading becomes a mode of witness. ... Haptic, revolutionary and unflinching, this is a powerful debut collection by a poet who does not, and cannot, 'in this time-/ in this place-', look away." -Bhanu Kapil"This debut collection, written in the most truthful key available to language, uses poetic form and precise repetition to give shape, then echo, to questions of family, loss, justice and survival, seated in the frame of an America that is a long way from post-racial-the America of today." -Sanam Sheriff"Valentine weaves a text that is rich in sensory, place and imagery. ... She demands answers, calling them, you, and us to walk through the museums of our minds, reckon with our ghosts, embrace our angels, and be our own crooked superheroes."-Kellie RichardsonPoet Laureate for the city of Tacoma author of The Art of Naming My Pain"Valentine explores the ways we touch one another and the spaces between us. ... She speaks the harms we have done; she calls us to the work of repair. ... Here you will find wounds and loss. Candles extinguished, burning and drowning. Young men turned into symbols. But you will also find new and bursting life..."-Tina Ontiverosauthor of rough house

Calyssa Brentwood is finally returning to a somewhat "normal" life ... until the PKPH virus mutates and attacks, and her maniacal mother resurfaces for a second time. Now there's far more danger than Lyssa has ever known. When it matters most, she must decide who she should trust and what is truly worth fighting for.