Yu’s lip quivered, a spark of anger in his eyes. “I’m afraid we may never know, Mister Chan. She disappeared while she … More
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Friends (700)
Without hesitation, Chan said, “No. I trust Bobby with my life. There’s always concern about dirty cops, but it could be anyone … More
Dreams (500)
David Chan dreamt of his wife Elaine less often than he wished. It had been six years since she’d died. He dreaded … More
Should We Stay or Should We Go? (500)
Should I stay or should I go? I down the rest of my beer. I’m so tired, and between the beer and … More
Mom (200)
My parents gave up on each other when I was five, and my mom raised me alone. She died just after … More
Help on O‘ahu to Feed Your Children
Reunion (125)
David Chan approached the buildings. Beyond, in a garden-like setting, many monks were practicing tai-chi. Oddly, turtles of different sizes were roaming … More
Retreat (200)
Denise Chan had stumbled into Daoism. She’d taken a wrong turn in the back of Nu‘uanu Valley and discovered the temple. Curious, … More
Honolulu Lights (HS 145)
In the early morning, when she’s done, she’ll sleep, dreamless,her hard work over, pleasing many, her best shots,giving everything at … More
Wake Up Call
He could see the sun just breaking the horizon, a tiny sliver of light, but it was still dark. He’d been … More
From Rags
These things. I thought I’d wear them only when I died.I’ve never been accused of being a social butterfly,have long … More
Glass (HS 139)
Not to look at it ever again,not to see that way anymore,I hide myself from me, from usand from that … More
Talk with Me
I love, at first, that you commented on everything indiscriminately,pointed at this or that, attached sounds to whatever ideasran around … More
A Reading of Sorts (HS 135)
When you taste it now, you can’t believe why,but there was a time you actually enjoyed it,how on earth, when … More
Collectors
I think I remember when I didn’t have to possess things.It took seven years to figure out what to dowith … More
Drink your glasses empty (HS 134)
I hear my laughing, a laughter I can’tduplicate anymore, rolling down fifty years,the clink of glasses, raucous toastingto whatever lay … More
Collegial (HS 133)
The stage is empty, uncrowded, the clipped smiles werebriefer than the blink of a glassy-eyed battle fatiguethat runs deeper than … More
Fever (HS 132)
Sometimes when I’m sick, I think I liveso far away from the world that I’m on the other side of … More
You Not Us (HS 131)
Once I was convicted, sentenced to be a prisoner of love,I did my time willingly, reformed my ways gladly,mended with … More
You belong to me
Tomorrow you will fly half way around the world, and with layovers, it will take youjust over 48 hours take … More
