There Went the Neighborhood

It is a large party. My neighborhood is a quiet one. Usually. But tonight valet parkers – valet parkers — … More

Honolulu Passing

My city takes place before meEvery day of my lifeA show me and tell meI have a hard time rememberingCan’t … More

Hurting

But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them. — Dave Eggers At 69 his body rememberedThe punchingOne oneTwo one twoThree … More

Remains

Butterscotch Life SaversOne of my dad’s favoritesI used to eat an entire rollEat myself butterscotch sticky sickI’m sure it was … More

Bad Neighbors

Once upon a time, Mrs. Onigawa was a good neighbor.  Everyone thought so.          It was a golden age for neighborhoods, a … More

Another Saturday Night

I’ve rolled down this hill beforeA million times coasting in neutralIn reverse sometimes for the challengeOver the shoulder with slight … More

Every Attention

David Ayabe sat down at his desk. When he was much younger, he’d had the intention to do something. Writing … More

All Out

He stares expectantlyI knocked, I sayThe dealer’s gaze remains the sameI say, I’m knocking nowEyes on me, he still waitsHis … More

Saved and Spent, Saved and Spent

As the wave laps outOver the pane of sandThe moon reflects momentarilyPerfect and round mirrored There is a soundAfter the … More

If You Believe

I stepped off the bus from Ullapool at the Inverness Station.  Checking my watch, I saw I had four hours … More

Twilight

I slow to a stop and idleStare at all the confusion hereThese dark tangled woodsA briared and brambled forestDead branches … More

Home

She liked riding the bus. The anonymity. Being by herself. Not being recognized was a good thing. Not having to … More

Days Short

I’ve watched them from where I sitThe ghosts of summer runningThe children fresh onceGrown and gone rainbowssplashed to gray laughterSplit … More

Living Dead

In a moment of dark magicThe entrancer turned enchanterSpun into a dove and flew awaySome belladonna dancing in the windHer … More

Rising Star

Christopher Kalama was gifted. A Mozart, some people said. At three, he picked up his father’s ‘ukulele. It looked like … More

Love Lost

The last act of taut bodiesLearning only love’s strain Some miscomprehensionIn the dark aftermath They count starsTwinkling indifference From a … More

On Wisconsin

Once upon a time, there was a little girl from the west side of Chicago, City of the Big Shoulders. … More

With a Click

U won’t believe this. What u mean? I’m in Starbucks Ala Moana across food court by Macy’s. Brawl going on … More

It Had To Be True

It’s the small talk in the night. Lying side by side. Whispering back and forth about what’s passed or what’s … More

Bed Bugs Bite

“Okay, honey, you’re all tucked in now, snug as a bug in a rug.” The little girl laughed. “I’m, not … More