Three, Two, One

He jumps in his car and drives,from the Oakland docks, remember?and drives fastO, Death, Ralph Stanley,running round on a loop, … More

The Bibliophile (100 words)

“I love books,” he says, standing next to one of the massive shelving units in his study, his shoulders rounded … More

Life had not gone the way he’d hoped since his retirement from teaching. Instead of traveling the world, renovating his … More

He thought, They’re waiting for me right now. In days gone by he used to believe this, but it was … More

I have suspicions about the last ghost in my housewho does not haunt me, but might have done the washand … More

Never mind the bloody footprint track his right boot made for the first few steps. Nobody is 100% perfect. But … More

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

Mrs. Cho’s gift was guiding spirits to the afterlife. People who knew about her ability – and this was all … More

When Art Kamaka was three years old, his father had drowned, along with two friends, while fishing in the Kaiwi … More

Kwan woke to a neighbor’s rooster’s crow. It was a welcome new sound these days, for her. Other neighbors hated, she knew, … More

All those times you’d been togethernot holding onto you, sticking with you,how after all this can laughter heal you, evercome … More

“I’m sorry,” David said, patting me on the shoulder. “Hey, we were old news,” I said. “Kama won Amelia fair and … More

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

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

When I was growing up, every neighborhood had someone like Mrs. Matayoshi. If there were someone living near you who had … More

My neighbor has an elephant dressed like Santa up on his roof. Every night when it gets dark, he plugs it … More

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

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

I understand that scholars on the subject now generally can neither agree nor disagree whether Martin Luther, ordered to recant … More

Recovering himself, Chan said. “We found heroin in Cal’s locker at Siu Lum Pai. He stole it from one of the Mexicans … More