Congratulations to Doreen B, Jim Harstad, Homelessinhonolulu, and Darrell. You all have each won the coveted Ten Bamboo Bucks to spend in the Bamboo Ridge Press store. Just let Joy know you’re a December winner when you pay, and make sure to use them before February 1st. WoooHooo! Let’s write.
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
CLOTHIER’S CLOSEOUT?
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. W’enevah I wear’em, I stay LUMped inside some cotton-kine LUMbo, Not he’a, not de’a. Not yet.
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
ON HE RODE — Chapter Twenty
“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 pairings. If my ex and I had not gone to the same high school, we would be unlikely lovers, spouses, parents, and exes. Propinquity could…
Bamboo Shoots Prompt for General
January writing contest — your triggers
Update 01.02.20. Now we have 21. Only 10 more to go : ) Update 01.01.20. Okay, we have 13 so far. We need 31. Keep um coming. This is a message for: Homelessinhonolulu Doreen B. Jim Harstad Darrell Lanning Friends, I would like to use your triggers for the January writing contest. Please post your…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
Ha’iku Stream
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 take was one more downpour. We attempted to reduce the pressure around the bank where half the roots were exposed. We found a large boulder…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
Fourth Grade
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 Sato. She da meanest teacha in da fourth grade, maybe da whole school.” Even da teachas know she real strick, so we bettah behave bumbye…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
What Lab School Jr. Rainbows Do
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. I find out he’s got a degree in English too. From Michigan. His brother, also a Lab Schooler, went to Washington, majored in Anthropology. “Say,…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
Saint Nesanet, Patron of Gratitude
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 of my tiny, supplicating hands. I am reading to her class, my son’s class, my class — high school English. Mixing business and pleasure, reading…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
Coffee, not Coffee
I’d just been in Shanghai a month earlier. There, most people know what decaffeinated coffee is. Here in Seoul, fewer seem to understand what it is, and those that do, I guess, only do if you can speak the language well enough to explain what you’re after. Having arrived at Incheon Airport near ten the…
Bamboo Shoots Submission for Year of the Pig
Measuring Waves
Between us was a bottle of cheap vodka but not much else. We sat on the edge of Waikiki on an abandoned straw mat. We were in middle of a transient night in the intersection of our lives. Nothing else to do but drink and guess the amplitude of waves.