Renshi Submission
What If You Were the Mother?
Of Joseph Kahahawai: I would grieve all my life. Though the grieving would change over the years, the angry shark of it that attacked my gut, lessening its hold on…
Renshi Submission
How Could Clarence Darrow?
Because the law gave him an ethical basis to hide behind money– defend the indefensible, assail the unassailable–he could. It is April. The day is warm on the day of…
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The Blessed
We Are Blessed with flowers and messages inscribed with good wishes, and I think to myself what I really want to say to you with captured words that never leave…
The links are getting harder to write. So many directions to take, so many voices to do. The number of choices is daunting. I also felt that I was repeating…
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Savages Triumph
How long the trial felt. Seemed like years. Watching the trial was like watching the leaves of the Kamani trees do their slow twist in the wind, the sun illuminating…
Don't remind me. But yes, it's up, and yes, I know what I said . . . . For those new to this blog, I had previously begged for at…
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Of Strong Values
of strong values the Buddha says there are three poisons in life greed, anger, ignorance. of greed where they once came and sucked everything dry the awapua'a one's breath one's…
In 1962, I lived on Chun Hoon Lane, which was right across Frog Lane, School Street dividing the two. Everything below School and Vineyard, and between Kauluwela Stream and Liliha…
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Based on Race
My neighbor once said, “We the under-dogs. We don’t have a chance. Look the Fukunaga boy— In no time, they hang him.” My heart gave way in anguish when they…