The Neighbors


The Neighbors Autos file into parking stalls. Pau Hana arrivals loosen Belts, collars. Shake out their hair. Dragging keiki, groceries, briefcases, and spent lunch boxes into their portals. Some to stay in until dawn. Some will momentarily come from behind their doors, Dressed as super heroes, Ready to walk, walk the dog, jog, run, Catch… Continue reading The Neighbors