By Joseph Han Note: This poem previously appeared in CURA: A Literary Magazine of Art & Action, issue No. 14...
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By Albert Lanier It was dark, and I could barely see the crowd of perhaps 30 or 35 people sitting..
By Vanessa Wong It was one of those moments that, when you break up with someone in a city like..
By Tim Hayakawa About a decade ago on Late Night, Conan O’Brien described Saint Valentine as the patron saint for..
By Mary Lou Sanelli For as long as I can remember having known her, I’ve been wanting to write about..
By Roland Nipps In Waikiki, along Kalakaua Avenue, I stand before a 15-foot-high wooden structure with four small, square windows...
By Laura Davis I smell the ocean expanding around me as our six-woman canoe slogs through the chop. The first..
By Mary Lou Sanelli After the shooting in Paris, I lost the capacity for emotional response. Now, I’m having trouble..
By James Nakamura The war — far from over — smolders on in Stanford’s sleep. In his dream, the turbulence..