Byung Yu fidgeted with his cigarette holder. To call his father, why worry so much? Certainly not a child anymore, … More
Author: Lanning Lee
A Sound Poem
Bob claims a sound poem engages all five senses.You see it, hear it, touch it, smell it, taste it.Picture a … More
Beyond Pain
Someone I loved, I heard the other day,a woman I’d known in my Madison years,had battled Parkinson’s for ten long … More
How The One Defeats The Other
It’s the best kind because it’s TV advice.The Other seeks something of valueand kills, using his martial arts expertise,everyone standing … More
The Father’s Son
Lieutenant David Chan, off-duty now and having narrowly escaped being killed just a few hours earlier, sat sipping Jack Daniel’s … More
geography of days
now we found us at the shorelook back but can’t turnsubject of our footprintsfood for some godwade in and breaststrokememories … More
The End of an Era
Byung Yu picked up the receiver. “Yeoboseyo?” “It’s done,” came the voice from the other end. Expecting it to be his … More
The Movies
I remember the theater, the old movies festival, the music, and you, the smell of popcorn filling the lobby, that … More
Pyramids in Oceans
When it’s going good, it’s like building a pyramid,hauling blocks and hoisting them in place,fitting each neatly into my construction,each … More
The Last Gasp
In terms of activity level for all the piers in Honolulu Harbor, Pier 31 was a dead one. No local … More
I’m Bored
Life for them, they think, is as dull as a ship drifting in the doldrums,and they say so, some young … More
B-Movie
Girl meets Boy.Boy is blind.Girl joins another Girl in bank robbery for money to finance corneal transplants.Girl is caught and … More
The Son Rises
“And why now this time?” asked Kang Yu. “It just is time, father. The business thrives now like it never … More
Glasses, November 24, 2021
We didn’t pass, I thought, when I was what, getting new glasses,so I didn’t see you, pretty sure, out the … More
How To Kill Superman
“Yes, of course,” said Byung Yu. “If – I mean when you kill David Chan, you will have killed Honolulu’s … More
No Toying Around with This Unhappy Meal
Right outside my window I watch them ripple,the woven snares, feather tapestries billowing lighton intermittent breezes turning art into performance. … More
Like Father, Like Son
His son, David Jr., still lived at home. This was good. He was finishing up his English major at UH … More
All Our Summers Find One Winter’s End
The only photo I had was of you at that one picnic,blue, long-sleeved shirt, a turtle neck, and white slacks.Our … More
The Innocent
It had become dangerous for the universities to remain open. Still, I begged my parents to let me attend. In … More
Wellspring
In every family there is one central soul,the energetic heart that pumps life blood to all,the bond of it all … More
