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

Vinyl’s Final

Vinyl was as good as dead, but it’s making a comeback.Like Lazarus, LPs have risen from the grave.The last time … More

What’s that you’re saying under your breath,a curse or a blessing for me, you’ve done both well.I’ve grown to known … More

Because there’s too much headwind whipping now,too much ocean motion for me to feel your ripples,finger skin tendered soft, how … More

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

There is nowhere else to go, all the doors and windows are locked, so I sit here on the stairs, … More

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

They entered West Towne Mall and Mrs. Goodman gave great thanks for the warmth. It was officially the coldest winter … More

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

We were that amusement, some bright, shiny object,the birthday toy, the circus mobile spinning above the crib to mesmerizeor maybe … 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

on a map we scana pinpoint we missangel almost headeddance so finestuck too throughfound unfoundout the other sidelost, no, lost, … 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

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

I wouldn’t get caught dead in Dubai, so probably then in the endthe tallest building I’ll ever have visited in … More

He had a baby once.He didn’t survive the pregnancy.Neither did it. Neither did she.A crisis back then. What to do, … 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

See here, this is her jigsaw puzzle, given to me early on, that from the firstI can remember, I began … More