The Stuff of Dreams

The first time I traveled there, a lengthy journeyall the way from Hawai‘i, I was alreadyan old man, had long … More

The Caretaker – Part One

Maybe, he mused once, if it hadn’t been for marriage, he’d have ended up in prison. Once he met Beatrice, … More

I have been dreaming myself into stories again. These should be some of the quietest journeys I will ever take, … More

Glenda: So quiet tonight, yeah, dear. Herb: All that screaming today. All the noise pau. Glenda: This neighborhood used to … More

Please, love, please let’s not argue all night long about this silly little thing. I agree, yes indeed, we should … More

She watched him every morning, very closely, waiting for something. He would sit slumped in his seat at the table. … More

I had to go back to the place on Maui where my father and I used to fish. Coming to … More

You know, my fate’s really always come down to you.It’s been that way since 1982.I’ve counted the years nearly every … More

Sometimes I think I’ve becomethat man it’s said will never understand the boyeven though he has been that boybecause he’s … More

We’d all grown up together from small-kid time, most from age three or four, so far survived school, work, bad … More

I’ve decided I’m old enough to saythat time does not heal all wounds.I know this because I’ve experiencedthe kind ofgriefthat … More

I can hear the wind howl outside like the roar of North Shore winter waves back home in Hawai‘i. I shiver, … More

The end of the carnival of light and soundthe summertime fairgroundof Ferris wheel and rollercoaster rideslaughter a million miles from … More

I read you again, silent words and fading pagesturn them, weighing the paperthe memory of our first touchI close my … More

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

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

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

I sliced the back of my neck the other day.Not huge, but not small either. Lots of blood.I was pissed. … More

Benevolent Time sat cross-legged on the mantle smiling,saying she’d push it over, her index finger often fakingflicking it, when, to … More

It’s a storm brewing a good distance away, hit or pass me questions,perfectness of June moons, the chaos of a … More