You always ask if my mother knows I smoke. It’s growing old. But I still laugh, then ask about Albert again.       Your son scares me with his crooked face, his crazy eyes, his chipped teeth, his stuttered laugh that sometimes breaks into violent shrieks while he drools thick strings down his stubbled chin….

Gobble gobble, and a Happy Thanksgiving in advance. Guess what? We’re still anticipating the new website. I am on tenterhooks. Literally. You should see me. It’s not a pretty sight, I tell you. But I digress. Here are the themes for this month’s contest: 1. Fall 2. November 3. Thanksgiving 4. What? 5. For real?…

To this day, I don’t know how we got here to this day, I still can’t even forge a word about it It was a civil war for a cause, What it was, I’m not sure if we even knew anymore and even if we did, I saw your subtle surrenders. Your eyes – white…

Harlot’s hidden eyes diamonds of dew stud her web awaits her patron

I was third grade at Kapalama Elementary School. My favorite teacher gave us each one packaged chocolate Halloween marshmallow candy. Was self control not to eat it right away. Even more unusual for one eight year old with candy. That evening we got ready to go trick-or-treat. I put the chocolate marshmallow candy in my…

At last someone has undertaken the full explication and elucidation of the word “pear”, particularly as concerns its reflection of the fruit itself: oblong and symmetrical. The very sound of the letters which comprise it proceed in a tidy balancing act running from the cold, sharp progression of pee and ee to the pillowed warmth…

a cackling witch bright red lipstick her high pitched screechy voice clothed in black tatters a fire burning a pot boiling the twiggy broom she flew all staged in the garage an annual event she boiled babies served up their flesh in strips to sample orange celophane dry ice and slices of bologna I was…

Hey hey hey! Happy October to all of you. This month’s themes are: October Halloween Website At last This month we’re changing it up a little. We’re still looking for haiku and for pieces that are exactly 100 words. But this month we’re also looking for pieces that are exactly 200 words as well. To…

Ho, hahd go skool in town when you live Ewa Beach. ‘Specially when get tree different kids going tree different skools. Even back den had to leave supah early in da morning. Socks, shoes, uniforms trown on half asleep. We go Sack n Save by Stadium Mall bleary eyes squinting at da white tile floor….