How Writing Works

One day you will write the best thing you ever wrote,you think, hope, each day your prayer, your mantra.For inspiration … More

A Veterans’ Cemetery

These stone tablets grow row on row, symmetrically planted concrete flowers blooming in a precisely laid field as far as … More

The mechanic wipes his hands with a greasy cloth, says, Time breaks down the integrity of any vehicle,which one day … More

in the small hours, fingers interlocked behind my head, I search the hidden ceiling straining to see any star beyond, … More

My store is in a part of Chinatown that has so far avoided the magic wand of urban renewal. Take … More

the one with brown edges now, is the journeywork of a fading star, our cooling sun’s the one. Really in … More

I can’t remember when I stopped dreaming about flying. This recurred often, once a month or more. I would be … More

It’s hard,the forever of never.I’d love to stay completely absorbed in the present,but I think of you now and then, … More

I don’t know who was more against it. We always held each other in vice grips. I waited for the … More

I was sitting at the Tahitian Lānai piano barwith the actual Surgeon General of the United States,on vacation here in … More

The day— it was night the last time he knew – had gone well. The same routine since he’d retired. … 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

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

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

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

So you’re sitting in a room with a blank piece of paper or a blank screen in front of you. … More

In 1973, on the heels of him rocketing into the big name star echelon, Neil Young came to Hilo Town … More

“I want the red one,” said the little girl, pointing to it. Mr. Watanabe looked at it. Then at the other … More

When she hugged you the last time, the wind whispered, traitor. You feed my sleep often with dreams of yesterday … More