Forget My Name
Poem Focus on the mountains ahead, Forget the pain behind. I need to stop turning in circles And just stop: Stop hitting replay on this sting, Stop thinking And just set out. So I...
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Poem Focus on the mountains ahead, Forget the pain behind. I need to stop turning in circles And just stop: Stop hitting replay on this sting, Stop thinking And just set out. So I...
Short Story The fireworks went off every year about ten blocks away from our house. None of the neighborhood was too tall, so we could watch them from our windows. Dad said we couldn’t...
Serial Fiction The Brewer was grateful to God or the Devil (whoever was in charge of that bullet) that Meko didn’t shoot him in the face. Because wounds stay with you. He had seen...
Short Story Today was the day. Oh, yes — today, he was going to do it! For seven years he had conducted their C train. Seven long years on that same, rat-infested track. Rush hours,...
Short Story Henry’s calm outward demeanour was achieved at a terrible price. Whenever he felt frustration or rage he would bite his tongue, and send the ugly feelings back from whence they came. Denied expression,...
Poem Feeling washed up, waking up to another dark day. Bright nights still playing in my heart and I can’t shake the feeling that I’m not the same upstart to partake in rough parks,...
Poem These buildings are my old friends These smells of warm rice and cool mist Are my family It’s a different city here It feels so far removed So many memories Like a heartbreak...
Haibun An overcast sky. The smallest bands of differentiated clouds make up the mass that floats in a surprisingly cool breeze. Rain may fall any moment. A far cry from my niece’s birthday party...
Poem There’s something treasured in watching someone you love From the distance, as though to acknowledge That had you made a few different turns along the way that You wouldn’t know them at...
Serial Fiction At the time he thought it was just a clumsy slip. And that was all it would have been if it were not for that strange ‘drunken’ man. Drunks thought everyone...
Short Fiction Being blind isn’t easy. Sure, I have my cane so I don’t bump into walls, and I have a dog that tells me when it’s not safe to cross the road. That...
Poem Singing alone in an empty stairway You feel brave enough to kiss the freeway Your cement box collapsing Your heart unwrapping Thrown into the noise Standing reverent and poised You cut what’s not...