Black Brown Yellow

A striving yellow slugleaves its fading iridescent trailcaught smack in the midday sunon a blazing concrete sidewalktrying its hardest and … More

that spot there

on a map we scana pinpoint we missangel almost headeddance so finestuck too throughfound unfoundout the other sidelost, no, lost, … More

The moment

when sorrow impossibly palesloss of what made sense and words lostcome untethered time and rhymeunreasoned rants in late day hazespeech … More

Dissolve

dance of souls swayhot ear to warm cheekbaffled sound of heartsrunning throughso small the body spacerclosing of emptiness betweenflesh and … More

Queen of the Supermarket

I saw you just now at Safewayan angel working the register on Christmas day. Every time, like Laurence SterneI admire … More

if her

would there and then the vast emptyacross the horizon your hand for mepass all yourself to here, your walkand stopto … More

Cold Comfort

He fortifies himself against the cold journey ahead,this way too frigid life for a Kaua‘i boy,downing one last long sip … More

Never Ever Let You Go

The choice, a desperate grasp of great consequence,a hand, cramped with fisted frustration, fingers straining,reaching harder than hard burned bricks … More

The Earth Rolls On

She looks like she’ll be the oldest person in the theater tonight,yet she rolls down the aisle as if she … More

No Fall at Kōke‘e

It was that booming sound of rage, so thrillingto witness the angry sloshup of hydrologic forces,brimming froth and foam and … More

Movie Musing

He’s only a speck when he comes to town, before he grows larger, becomes recognized at the edge as a … More

Sometimes a love doesn’t seem hardly enough

to get me through this world whole Sometimes it’s just enough to get me out of bedbut by midday I’m … More

My corn grows high

in five large black plastic pots on my lānai,watering, and fertilized with care,I am satisfied, bearthe slight tremorin my hands … More

Old Dance Record

This is the way it should be for everyone who passesswing us back, some yearning mote of feather dust floatsin … More

The Walker

I need to buy tennis balls, I thought, go upand say it’s a gift, because, you know, sir,I’ve heard they … More

Critical Inquiry

When did the three weird sisters start hanging out together?Did they meet at a political convention, or at a grocery … More

November Song

I look back on them all long and longfor what I might have had in my mind’s eyesee red skirts … More

A Memory of Dying

I can see us holding those little white pleated paper cups,smell the yellow pineapple cubes, icy cold, the perfect mid-morning … More

A Dying Wish

The second thing I remember is my 4th birthday party,five red wax candles burning on a pink cake, the extra one … More

On Wisconsin

I hear, see, grow the silence of the fields, the farmershaving retreated into their farmhouses as graves,the long acres of … More