It Was a Dream

“It’s right there,” he said, pointing to the small break in the tree line, hard to tell from this far … More

Another Friend

Here’s my rough draft for today, Thursday 01.20.22 Another Friend He was a ball hog. You should have seen him … More

Walking That Way

Sadness sets in counting the steps, not looking up, not looking forward. Making your way there watching your feet move, … More

Committed to Memory

It is here now for a minute, that finger-drawn faceon the steamed glass is yours, ars brevis,fading as the warmth … More

Walking Through Downtown Honolulu

With her tousled white hair and shredded clothes, the elderly Japanese woman appears to be someone living on the street. … More

On the Clock

I always think it’s a dream, you know, that whole today is ending now,the clock ticking me up to midnight … More

The Bigger Picture

Each year of my life, from the very first timeI was conscious of believing it might be this way,I was … More

This is an ex-poem

This used to be a poem, but now it’s not. I tried to make it pretty, but it didn’t turn … More

The Remnant Hours

Rising, late in the day, the hours so strange these days, it’s time to take off the coat of sleep … More

Including Plagiarized Passages on Sections of Skin

to the reticular dermisshow a cystic cavitylined by attenuated squamous epithelium.A prominent granular layer is presentwith overlying compact, lamellated corneocytes.The … More

One Last Act of Love

For the sake of this loved onewe know it must be done,all we singlular fossils of the future,all of us … More

Excavation

Digging up a spade of rocky soil in that old ground took exertion enough for three or four of a … More

On Earth We Come and Go

Like a dog in years, a wet cold perfectly upholstered nose, long body sleek curled up here before the fire, … More

A Meditation

Being alive always struck me as a kind of double-edged sword.To be afraid of the unknown, I suppose, is natural.I … More

The Power of Prayer

She’d noticed that he spent more and more time reading the obituaries.  Not that more people were dying, although Covid had … More

On the Way

We’d become friends back in elementary school,she and I waiting for our dads to pick us up,we’d sit on the … More

The Mango Tree

I was trimming the mango tree that afternoon, a long time ago now. My soul is sick without you, and … More

Remembering Jeff

What I remember of him was he never seemed to take things too seriously, the spin of him, how he … More

Peace

I stood by until after the crew had filled in the hole, a fresh mound of earth rounded over them. … More

For Us

In the wake of illness striking millions by surprise those affected by it personally or through kinship ties, how they … More