Hawai‘i Literature & Art
— Since 1978 —
My childhood friend claimed the sky belonged to him. As we sat there on the lānai, looking out over the grounds, he suddenly said all the clouds, any birds flying around, and even all the blue were his. He was always imaginative. I asked about an airplane we could see taking off from the reef…
Tita flap her hands make her calm make her happy. Tita cannot talk but she perceptive –she know what you going do before you going do it like wait at da door before you get your car keys out or get her iPad for answer one question you never ask yet. Tita cannot talk but…
Words are strange… As they tell us stories through air, and through our many mediums They never have the same meaning. Though the words may stay the same, the difference in the person, the writer, the reader, the speaker, They all lead to a different message. Much like snowflakes as the free-fall from the clouds…
Craving comfort food I challenge myself to parallel park Right in front of Jane’s Saimin Stand Japanese high notes bounce along wooden walls From the old jukebox in the corner. Stepping in, sliding in the red vinyl booth I am a kid again Sitting in a saimin shop on Sundays With my mom and brothers…
Pipeline You paddle out Wait your turn Waiting in the line up is how you learn The wave builds up You feel it too Adrenaline rushes through you You must respond fast Or else.. The wave will pass You might get a second chance So make it count The feeling of the…
Don’t get too close or you’ll get burned. Don’t look too long or you’ll go blind. Admire her beauty from afar. Find comfort in her blazing shine. She’ll watch over you, From under a blue sky. A spark of hope, In her beautiful brown eyes.…
Small and suffocating Overwhelming emotion Panic and anxiety Everything I am used to Boundaries and borders I would never step outside It might be better this way Keep the truth hidden inside Fear will be forever Consuming me at all times Eyes constantly follow me Or is it all in my mind …
Society Pay attention to society, society is the most sociable association of all. Are you upset by how forthcoming it is? Does it tear you apart to see society so extroverted? Does it? I cannot help but stop and look at radiant souls. Do souls make you shiver? Do they? Above all others is coexistence….
I wonder if the person who created school would still put out that idea if they saw how much each year we would have to suffer just for us to get one stable job. Funny how everyone used to wish for school and now we want to leave, but we still care about our future…
Mr. Mystery Man spends the entire day on his porch, watching his neighbors walk by. They give him strange looks and gossip about him. They distribute false information. They tell lies about his childhood. They tell lies about his family. They tell lies about his past. Lie after lie after lie after lie after lie…