Kamakani ‘O Kohala

  Wind in and of itself makes no sound. It passes like a wraith in weakness and in strength. What creates noise are the obstacles that impede its path: overhead cables vibrating and thrashing with an eerie whining whistle; grasses hissing and sighing as the backs...

Infidelity

I’ve been cheating on you. I’ve been spoon feeding you stories written a couple of years ago in order to buy myself time over these past couple of months. The kind of deep reflection it requires to kick out an insightful post has been derailed by a string of black...

No More Sacred Cows

She shifts her feet, stares at the worn planks in the floor, slowly sinks to the ground on weary haunches. Cast into a dreamy underwater world, head lolling languorously on the stem of her neck. Senses numb, no thoughts coming to mind except to flee. Knew he was...

HULI!

Huli the bowl! and set myself free – by releasing these stones I can choose to be me. I committed this little ditty to paper shortly after returning home from a Solstice ceremony led by a man of mixed Hawaiian descent. In the interceding years since that event,...