And then for the tourists’s dream vacationit snows like hell in Hawai‘i, for goodness sake.Waikīkī’s transformed into White-kiki,and surf’s down…
Conflict
After her arm was broken, dizzy, she fell trying to call outweakly for anyone to help, then slipped into darkness.She’d…
Recognition
Dreaming, he recollected the building as his old high school.Floating on air, he was transported into a classroom there.On the…
Expertise
He does not perform his work with the armchair ease you mightsuspect when it comes to paper pushing. True, he…
Value
The work wasn’t easy, more like hard play. She wasa busy barista, true, and all of the manic franticnessof rush…
Adaptation
When I was 21 and tired of school, tired of anger, and sick of hurting,at Fisherman’s Wharf, I watched ships…
“I Draw the Line,” Chapter 21 of my memoir, is now available on the Kindle Vella Platform.
Divination
His parents had raised him to be politically progressive.But over time, as their candidates lost again and again,his parents enthusiasm…
Vision
When she realized she could see through the back of her head,a strange man had approached from behind, and she…
Practice
It happened one day in the 13th year of his commitment.Standing outside Macy’s, he took a step and foundit landed…
Let Us Play
My heart movingBy and with youSomeone to play withA joy to say withLet’s playAgain and againLove’s replayLet us play Up…
Experiment
I will create one body for usWe squeezed so close togetherYou’ll suddenly findWe’re inside one another No matter the nay-sayersI…
“It Was a Very Good Year,” Chapter 20 of my memoir, is now available on the Kindle Vella platform.
My Ambitious Poem
When I woke up this morning, I wanted to write my first 1000 line poem.Ambitious, perhaps, but it’s been my…
Pro Bono
Have you ever been at that point in a project where you’re just about finished, but there’s some nervousness making…
Let’s play pretend, I say
They give me an odd look. Well okay then, I seemy knee in her back –the small of it, looks…
The Boy Who Stayed
My strongest wish – I’ve never thought so hard about it –this first day of the New Year, 2023, the…
It’s possible I forgot to get married today
The text messages and the voice mails piled up.Are still coming.These guys stay open late.If it were letters, my mailbox…
Address Book
Tonight I’m looking through Mom’s old address book, pages worn and browned,some so brittle the dog-eared corners disintegrate as I…