The Homecoming (Part Four)

He sipped the tea, sat back in his chair, and closed his eyes. You can always tell a good Chinese … More

The Homecoming (Part Three)

His plane had arrived late. Too late to ride the party bus. Sipping his tea, he watched the old woman … More

He sipped his tea. Black tea in the daytime, green tea at night, right? Or was it the other way … More

He sat at the empty round table sipping watery black tea, wondering what had happened to those 75 years. Of … More

My childhood friend tried to claim the sky belonged to him. As we sat there on the lānai, looking out … More

In Hawai‘i, my Korean half dominates my look, so I blendin with the majority, no one can even tell I’m … More

He’d heard that phrase all his life, but never thought much about what it might mean. Maybe he might’ve been … More

EXTERIOR. ON THE BEACH AT KEKAHA, KAUAʻI, HAWAIʻI EVENING Four friends, BEANPOLE, BROWNIE, GOODIE, and PEANUT sit on the sand … More

Sickest I’ve ever been. I don’t think anyone got annual flu shots back then. At least I never heard of … More

Last Friday, brightly believing that I’d now become immune to Covid because of finally receiving the first of two Pfizer … More

Since I’ve retired, I’ve looked for things to do to fill out my routine. One thing I’d never done before … More

The fire and the sirens woke everyone up. The sky was bright orange and red. I knew it when I … More

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

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

my tongue bitten to bloody point,harder and harder, I feel it now, and justa little bit harder now, yes, there, … More

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

It’s us sitting on a seawall.Maybe somewhere near Waikīkī.I don’t know.Great photo though.We’re both looking down and toward each other.We’re … More

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

Ed had been in a bad auto accident. More precisely he’d been hit when he was crossing Beretania Street near … More

Retirement had been half, half good so far. The bad side was that he still had never established a routine … More