I would learn of them when the holiday nights grew long and the cans and bottles emptied of Bud Light and Heineken. In languid Ilocano, my elders disagreed on the…
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Relatives
Relatives On this, my first trip to Korea, I thought I’d seen all of my relatives except one. Then yesterday, eating dinner in Busan, although it was very dark –…
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Our First New Moon Night in Kunia
In the distance, Waipahu town lights scrape away at the black edge of this evening sky with the monochromatic yellow of sodium vapor lamps. Beneath us, we do not notice…
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Eyes Turned Skyward
Like Prometheus, I bear forbidden knowledge. The secrets of flight stolen from the realm of dreams. I will offer you these esoterica. Shall you rise in darkness? Shall you fall…
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Inkslinger, Rainmaker
I zip up my hoodie, my mottled green armor against the modern day. I slip on my true face. I swing onto the stage, the swagger cloaks my trembling core….
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ON HE RODE — Chapter Eighteen
There have been times in my life when I was convinced the act of sleeping was an unnecessary habit promulgated by atavistic traditions as normal and necessary when in actual…
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October Year of the Pig writing contest winners, November contest rules : )
Were you watching the World Series? Did you go Trick-or-Treating? Get started on your holiday gift buying? Why? WTF were you thinking? You should have been writing, like Jim Harstad,…
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Aging in Place
“Prostitution,” the tall man states with serene confidence, “is the public promulgation of private parts for pecuniary purposes. Do we call it renting? Or selling? Letting? Or getting? And so…
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Cantankerous
Cantankerous Boy, come help me dis can-tankerous! –What? No can open da can. –How come? Sardine come in square can. No can open. Can-tankerous. –Ha, ha. You da one cantankerous….
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Speaking to the gods
Speaking to the gods We had a long talk the other day – the gods and me. I thanked them for my good life, and they said they had no…