Turns the fingers, hands of sloppy, floppy people smudgy. Muck your hands around and blacken paper, shirt, cheek. Handwashers of … More
Author: Lanning Lee
Good Riddance
Our local theaters do good work, bringing drama into our lives. Usually when I go, I’m happy, but this was … More
Tourist
Tourist I’m walking the neighborhoods of this small Scottish village. It’s too tiny to be called a “town”; maybe it’s … More
The Hours
The first time I read Mrs. Dalloway I was quite young, 21 maybe. And I was struck by her age, 51, and … More
The Sublime
It’s a sight I used to anticipate several times a year. The area on the Big Island of Hawai‘i known … More
Happy Some Before Dawn
Quieter, still quieter, quiet down the energy pent up today, for such recklessness cannot sit wasting by the window ledge … More
What Is Your Favorite Color?
I often remember who I am, and I recall past events,both recent and distant, with a fair degree of accuracy.If … More
The Last Time
Mr. Fujimoto wheeled his gray trash bin to the curb and dropped it at the edge. Pausing, he looked down … More
Sugar or Salt?
We sat opposite each other, each stirring coffee in thick white cups, trying to cool it off. “Cream,” I said. “Cream … More
Dear Chris,
Thank you for your note letting me know you’d received the notice I sent. It’s been a long time since we … More
The Honesty Policy
Albert could hear him stop on the other side of the door. He sounded like an asthmatic, as if the exertion … More
Short Short Stories
1. Death Wish Rendered unconscious by a fall in the bathtub, a president of Russia drowned. * * * 2. … More
That Long, Slowing Slide Home
If I thought I could do it faster, I’d be setting myself up for heartbreak. But at my age everything starts … More
Each Journey a First
The idea is knowing I can go somewhere, and I amcreating the first pattern of steps no one has ever … More
The Door Is Open
Alice was down on her knees scrubbing the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. The kitchen floor always took a … More
When Again?
The clock above his computer was a big one. Its tick, tick, tick could be ignored some nights, but not … More
This Was the Way
I left you there for just a moment, at the forest’s edge, before we began our journey. When I returned … More
The Thing in the Window
The icy wind swirled and cut at them like a knife that could slice a tomato paper-thin. Stars shown above as … More
All Those Miles
“Put ‘er there, pal,” he says, sounding as though he’s stepped out of an O. Henry story. I put my … More
Episode 10 of my second Hawaiʻi-based crime story now available on Kindle Vella
Episode 10 of my second Lieutenant David Chan Hawaiʻi-based crime story is now available on Kindle Vella.
