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On the Beach
A steeple dynasty palm grows its spiked shadow umbrellaover sand’s losing battle, washed out by thin skimming water. They scatter, … More
Chapter 28: Killer Love
Sung-min Kwon knew that there was a difference between thinking you’re in love and knowing it. Back in Korea, growing … More
Chapter 22: A Son’s Revenge
Kang Yu’s second-in-command approached Sung-min while he practiced throwing his knives on the edge of the pistol firing range. “That’s … More
Chapter 16: Gi Yu and David Chan
As he rode the escalator down from the second floor, David Chan imagined what all he might do to one … More
Running in the Dark
I watch the Midwest-style lightningjags rip from heaven to the ground,the lake ice exploding with the impact. Slipping on my … More
what impressions were
a sound slight as breathstill the cold touch of lamplight on white snowthose thick linesa brow furrowedeyes of white hairthink your … More
No Game
The way old people misplace their memories,and sometimes the younger ones, too,it’s a game of hide with no seek,where the … More
geography of days
now we found us at the shorelook back but can’t turnsubject of our footprintsfood for some godwade in and breaststrokememories … More
The Son Rises
“And why now this time?” asked Kang Yu. “It just is time, father. The business thrives now like it never … More
Wellspring
In every family there is one central soul,the energetic heart that pumps life blood to all,the bond of it all … More
The Final Movement
Our father says the sound is loud enough to wake the dead. The music is alive tonight in infinite weathered … More
Close
We sit on the runway at O’Hare awaiting takeoff, Madison our destination. I always try to break the ice with … More
Buried Love
Sally Anuhea was an avid newspaper reader. Even as she aged, she kept loyal to a print copy, although the … More
All Done Online
“I hope you have a great time in Korea,” I say to him. “I’ve always wanted to go there, but … More
Time Was Money
There was no escape. Time and tide, they say, but collectors are the same in that respect. They do not … More
Two Alike
It had been a while. She sat there like a little jewel, the sun sparkling on her back when he … More
Buyer Beware
I’ve sold everything from houses in Kāhala to potato peelers and vacuum cleaners. You saw Lucille Ball as a saleswoman tossing … More
Ride
My thumb, I look at it, pointed on in the direction I’m headed,that famous destination of a’ways down the road … More
Tradition
His body was given for me, he thought, kept hearing it overand over while he watched the walk along the … More