From the streets of Taboor City to the Molokai Fracture Zone, trouble finds Jefir Zaqq like a hook. When a ten-dollar street fight leaves him the target of a vengeful warlord, Jefir accepts the help of a mysterious stranger who helps him escape to America, where everything has a price.

On the run in Honolulu, Jefir throws in with the salty crew of the fishing boat Monkey Fist and tries to survive the whirring gears of capitalism, corporate security, home furnishings, secrets and lies in the human-sized space between what lies over the horizon and the life left behind.

If you like the way a pony tail looks coming out the back of a ball cap, ice cream trucks, karaoke, sports gambling, Fleetwood Mac, clear liquor and the Code of the Sea and if you've ever wondered what the world looks like from atop the three-legged stool of intuition, confidence and rhythm, you can buy this book.