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Tag Archives: Honolulu
Still drawing facts
She didn’t know that was what she wanted. She only knew that the very openness of the open world was a great danger. She wanted a closed spot somewhere – somewhere far – somewhere in an unexplored nook of the … Continue reading
Fiction reveals my facts
“This and more comes so easily. I tell you I wonder sometimes what is going on inside me. I seem to recall the time when so much was a mystery to me and now things are so clear. Problems are … Continue reading
Onward To The Big Island
You sit up on your perch for the rest of the night. You watch the moon and hope the damn thing crumbles. You count the stars reflecting in the windows. And then you realize just how minimal you are. I … Continue reading