What Had Been

Listen to language centuries old and from decades past. Sounds were written in journals, archived in libraries, schools, and homes. My regards to all who work in this endeavor recording moments reading memories printing time across the page finding ways to translate the essence of the past of the present while keeping music in tact…

Shine of Tears

On November 4, 2008, a man, unlike predecessors before him, walks to a podium in Chicago to address a nation with his acceptance speech. In a shine of tears, some remember: falling stock market housing market credit crisis war. The President-elect walks on stage with his wife and two daughters. There’s a lot to accomplish…

To Have or Need

My battery alarm clock buzzed at 4:30 a.m., and I walked toward my parents’ voices as the radio talked about the power outage and we listened with flashlights. I brushed my teeth, put on makeup, and changed clothes in dim light. Then I carried a bag containing papers I graded the night before grateful that…

The Uncreated

She lies on her bed and stares at the ceiling while her body is heavy from a cold. The smell of miso soup and warm squash cooked in dashi, shoyu, and sugar comes from the kitchen. As she looks at her empty notepad, she sees the clock’s rotating hand. She stares at the uncreated until…

We’re Here

We return to the pond where a koi slaps the water and a turtle dives in. As water falls into the pond, I hear you breathe. A dragonfly passes and a sparrow hops through the weeds. As we sit in the shade, I hear you breathe. You will leave soon and summer is ending. As…

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