Hawai‘i Literature & Art
— Since 1978 —
Growing up my favorite fairy tale was not about Cinderella, Rapunzel, or the Little Mermaid. My favorite fairy tale was not the ones told by Disney, Grimm, or Anderson. My favorite…
It’s kind of amazing how fast I start feeling normal by starting my day in a neighborhood among normal people who prepare to go normal places and do normal things….
I want to say this again, friends. Submissions to the monthly contest may be written in any language you choose. I would make the recommendation that you also provide an…
Another lifetime ago I was nine, and you were red, wrinkled Like a monkey born shrieking. You grew pixie-like, happy to tag along On blue-sky days in the park, Not…
Yellow Moon The night air feels cold against my skin, Abrupt and firm, Prying open slumbering eyes. Moving away, away from the flickering yellow. Yellow swarms of so many lightning…
Whatever goes in never gets out– objects disappear like water that circles a curved sink round and round draining to gravity so powerful to a curvature so extreme it stretches…
the first time i fell in love wasn’t known to me until much later, after the god of time had passed me by. my mind blurred the lines of…
home. home is the warm brown in your eyes, the feeling of your skin upon mine, the dance of your fingers across the bareness of my skin. home is…
Loke Swims Like Ka poʻe Moananuiākea Oceania’s people. Where do they come from? We’re all supposed to be one beeeg ʻohana. That’s what archaeologists say. Transported On the first wave…
Milton stumbles shakily around Mānoa Valley amid traffic. Petrarch perambulates Punchbowl Cemetery perusing stark headstones of veterans. Shakespeare window-shops for Hawaiian souvenirs at Ala Moana Center. Whitman whistles while he…