Hawai‘i Literature & Art
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A Farewell Toast (eulogy for a sandwich) I am not dressed appropriately for this, with a red mess of guts on my blouse. Your guts. Yellow bits of little yous…
It’s kaukau time at Tutu chan’s house, she taught me how to save every grain of rice when you wash and every grain from the pot when you save leftover…
VOICE By: Sasha Farmer Being gifted with the ability to speak, But being told to shut up left me weak. Day in and day out being seen but not…
It was great to see new faces submit pieces in July. I hope to see more from you, and I also hope to see some of our regulars post a…
An off-island CHamoru dreams of plastic jugs filled to the brim with pickled mangoes and papaya. Freshly made titiyas, both flour and månha. On summer nights, niyok cut with a…
Woleai Atoll is close enough to kiss the softest mouths of Ulithi, Fais, Sorol, Eauripik, Faraulep, Ifaluk, Elato, Lamotrek and Satawal these are the Outer Islands of the western Carolines—outer from Yap i…
Sunlit afternoon upon a black sea of caps, gowns and tassels. A man speaks but his words echo soundlessly across the water, reverberating against their own emptiness. The placid body…
It was 3pm and we were bored. The season was around the corner, and this was going to be one of the last free afternoons we’d have until summer. “Let’s…
The little girl’s eyes were riveted on the four objects her father placed on the table in front of him. “Potatoes?” she asked. “That’s right, Love Muffin,” said Mr. Lau,…
Okay, Lanning, and anybody else who’s still alive out there. Let’s write the usual 100 to 1000. Any kind of poem, story, essay, play, or hybrid style is good. In…