Hawai‘i Literature & Art
— Since 1978 —
Bittersweet My cousin makes the best lemon meringue pie ever. One reason has to be the magic lemon tree that grows behind her home in Oakland. Those lemons have no…
Cooling In the shade, he sat enjoying his shave ice under a banyan tree, the sound of waves rolling on, the wrinkled ocean surface humming a calming rhythm of cool…
It is the perfect place, she said, No worries. I want to hide from people Who look at my artwork Yeah, that one about the knife in the guy’s…
Seize the day Open your eyes Express gratitude Roll out of bed Make the bed Do it now Breathe in, breathe out And stretch Drink that glass of water Use…
For the first time in a while, my back cradles this fragile new sun. My back also cradles our social contract, recently renewed three days ago: my end of the…
I met the first one when I was seven. A classmate stole my pencil box, wouldn’t give it back; when the teacher’s back was turned, She yanked it from his…
From the start, I knew it wasn’t meant to be, But my heart refused to listen and set itself free. It yearned for your touch, your smile, your kiss, While…
Okay, it’s time to write for May. Let’s go 100 to 500 words. This month’s challenge is to use a line or sentence twice. Writing a poem? Use the same…