Poem Asking Forgiveness From People Long Dead Winter has set in, though the hummers have stayed and must search every morning for sustenance immediately they open their eyes. Immediately I…

I breathe the stillness of a predawn air, the day after Christmas, the day after heavy rain and winds accumulate their miseries of flood advisories, power outages and highway closures….

The Brakes Near seven decades of run on, sentenced to a worn and hazy neatly there you go, so you’ve slowed, you slowly, give up to the end of indecision…

“You pau?” she asked. Not impatient or mocking. Just a question. “Pau,” I said, not even sure. Maybe I could go again. But maybe she would charge again and I…

I get dis nice blue tee-shirt says PAU? in w’ite lettahs on da front. Da back says NOT PAU YET! in w’ite lettahs. I get da tee-shirt from Mr. Lum….

“Propinquity” is a word I learned in a junior college sociology class. It means something like proximity or physical closeness. Sociologists say that propinquity is the strongest factor determining human…

The energy of the stream was flowing directly into the base of a displaced coconut tree. Over time, it tipped diagonally, nearly washing away with the current. All it would…

Third grade, da whole second semester, Andrew kept telling me, “I hope I no get Miss Sato. I hope I no get Miss Sato. I hope I no get Miss…

I’m eating dinner in Liliha Pizza hut last night. A guy, younger, comes in. I call out to him. I haven’t seen him in years. We say hello, he sits….

Saint Nesanet, Patron of Gratitude Every day, several times a day, I look upon the small porcelain figurine: me, sitting, leaning forward, a teensy book spread open on the altar…