Night Poem

In and out of bars

hating light on the walls

rather be hiding in the dark

than numb on the pillows

lilacs and jasmine are stronger at night

gently stomp in boots down the sidewalks

with music in my ears


For five weeks last summer my family and I swapped houses with another family and we lived on Kauai! I made a list of almost everywhere we went and it’s been sitting on my phone for nearly a year, so I thought I’d leave it here for future reference.

Kauai Β 

Princeville πŸ’š

Sleeping giant πŸŒΊπŸ’š

Kountry kitchen 🌺

Shipwreck beach 🌺

Common ground garden cafe πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Waipoo falls

Anini beach πŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Kauai crossfit🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

Cafe Coco πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Moloa’a sunrise juice bar 🍌🌺

Work it out shop kapaa 🌺🌺

Poipu beach park πŸŒΊπŸ’š

DΓ©jΓ  vu shop kapaa

The root shop kapaa🌺

Coco pink shop kapaa🌺

Small town coffee kapaa πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Wailua falls lihue 🌺


Java Kai kapaa 🍌 🌺

Hoku foods market kapaa 🍌🌺🌺🌺🌺

Mermaids cafe kapaa🍌🌺🌺

Kapaa creamery 🍌🌺🌺

Farmers markets 🍌🌺🌺🌺🌺

Living foods market poipu 🍌🌺🌺🌺

Da Crack Mexican food poipu πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Puka dog poipu 🍌🌺

Puka dog Hanalei 🍌🌺

Papalani gelato lihue & poipu 🍌🌺

The coconut cup kapaa 🍌🌺

Roys poipu 🍌

Verde kapaa πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Papayas natural foods kapaa 🍌🌺 🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

Rainbow living foods kapaa🍌🌺🌺

The heathy hut natural food store north shore 🍌🌺

Kilauea bakery 🍌

Banana joes πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Harvest market 🍌

Red hot mamas 🍌

Hawaiian blizzard kapaa 🍌🌺

Waimea canyon- 🌺

Hanalei beach πŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Pono market kapaa 🍌🌺🌺🌺🌺

Tunnels beach -🌺 or Makua πŸ’šsnorkeling beach north shore

Polihale beach state park

Gopal’s creperie kapaa food truck πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Sushi girl north shore πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Aloha Aina juice bar koloa 🍌 🌺🌺

Ono Ono shave ice 🍌🌺🌺

Passion bakery cafe 🍌🌺 kapaa

Kauai mini golf Kilauea

Kauai pasta 🍌🌺

Kauai juice co πŸŒπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸŒΊπŸ’š

Kee beach 🌺

Kalapaki Lihue beach πŸŒΊπŸ’š

Kaelia beach 🌺

Fresh shave 🍌🌺🌺


You play catch in the dark

your shell has secrets you might talk about if

you’re locked out

stuck somewhere high


walking near water

vivid sight

I feel the actual stars

some rush past

some softly combine with my skin

some leave me bereft

I write to the sky and for the sky


Dead friend

I still have your last text

I hate being around most people

your self portraits with their varying degrees of self loathing


your need for longing

your chosen way out


like a virus through my body

into a darkened heart

I see you drive by

I see you in photos

I forget that you’re dead for a moment

climbing through dreams

emotional tremors

counting each strong arm

that hugged you when you were here

that read your words after you died

burn your art

give away that black hair


Did he witness his own death

or was it so fast he was whisked away by his father’s hug?

Did his sisters see?

Away she went with triumph

faces scattered next to bloodied bits

they came to celebrate here at the finish line

What will see her through this night?

her eyes, ears, and legs are hurting

smokey wheels

Boston came to stomp

not for this

Of course



what a pleasure

what a gift

whatΒ love

to come to your bedside once more tonight

when evil shakes


Her mom died on a Sunday

shadow made of pink petals blew in

the fragrance helped her breathe

show me on the map where Portland is

who’s stories are told once we stare

into the tombstone

begging for communication

long promised dΓ©jΓ  vu

what you’ve said hurts us all

your choice to abandon my dear is deep

and pulls to the darkest places

technology is no match for this

a gentle hammerhead shark will be

your only hope

your only lesson

your smile gives your discomfort away

more forced then a shelfed doll

I’ve heard you are born twice

the first at birth

the second the day of your mother’s death

been so angry since I found out

I truly tried to intervene

couldn’t stop this from coming


She is a sanctuary

She wears keys around her neck like Rita

Prelude to a friendship sacred

She saves her 25th hour for me

You’ll never catch her sweeping sand

Her heart is always



and truth

She’ll take your picture

She’ll give you money

She’ll give you food

She gives a sparkle to everyone on the playing field

She invites every snowflake and storm to play

She sees you as the hero you can be

Like a windmill throwing stardust

The doctor says her heart is too big

I say her brain is magic

Filled with extra frosting


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