The Ghosts of Christmas Past

I lie and watch TV on Christmas Day with no desire,really, to glean anything of value from it, not understandinghalf … More

How Everything Fades

In the evening as the sun slips down in the horizon line,I see myself glimmering in the airport window glass,a … More

I’m back in Korea, the birthplace of my father’s parents,which means I’m again seeing people everywherewho appear as though they … More

Are you a friends and family, or a family and friends type of person? Whenever I say it or write … More

That X restaurant must be good because a lot of X eat there?As in: That Chinese/Korean/Japanese restaurant must be goodbecause … More

Grampa sits on the porch rockingHums songs from back in the day when he sang themFull-throated, lung-topped and smiling breathlesslyFeeling … More

Sarah’s grave looks new, well newer, and spreads outto a green grass field, the unfilled spaces for future use,to be … More

Fortunate the mother who lives the unflawed life of lore, perfect, a smooth vase, snow white, the finest ashes left, … More

Our local theaters do good work, bringing drama into our lives. Usually when I go, I’m happy, but this was … More

You may have heard or read this morning’s news reportabout a man in China, kidnapped 24 years agoat the age … More

Once upon a time there was a little girl from Chicago, City of the Big Shoulders, And there was a … More

At my house, growing up, we had the Big Knife. I don’t know if it was the same at your … More

Robert Morgado did pest control. His father had done pest control, and so had his grandfather. When his wife said “Nuff already, … More

He stepped out into a sunless day. He wondered where it had gone. Oh no. Could this be that end of the world … More

My parents never held back when it came to providing us with a variety of cultural experiences. One of these was … More

If I’d been the right age to have experienced those long summer breaks of my childhood, where I’d have two-and-a-half … More

Stuck here at home, unable to see my family anymore,lying in bed at night I think, with short, shallow breaths … More

I’m watching through the running glass window, an old one from 1926.I see my father, his figure slightly distorted in … More

Late that evening, nothing else breaking, David Chan staggered home to get food and a few hours of sleep. It turned … More

Back at his desk, Chan took a look at the files of some other open cases. The one that concerned him … More