Bamboo Ridge

Eric Chock Published with Permission, From “ Best of Bamboo Ridge” (1986) I was in love with the word “aloha” Even though I heard it over and over I let the syllables ring in my ears and I believed the king with outstretched hand was welcoming everyone who wanted to live here And I ignored....

Jean Yamasaki Toyama Republished with Permission from “Bamboo Ridge: Celebrating 30 Years of Local Literature” (Spring 2007) Mamoko slid the slender ink stick forward then backward making sure that her even strokes made no ripples in the jet black liquid in the shallow well of her ink stone, just like he had taught her. Energy....

Moriso Teraoka Republished with Permission from “Bamboo Ridge: Celebrating 30 Years of Local Literature” (Spring 2007) “Aisose! Putagenamo,” Benny De Coscos cussed his son while Junior was holding a fighting rooster. Benny was doing a bit of...

Philip K. Ige From Bamboo Ridge Press, Issue One Two blocks past Johnson’s Five and Ten in the town of Kaimuki, Satoshi Ikehara, standing in the rear of a jam-packed Honolulu bus, woke up from his stupor with a start, looked outside, and nudged his little brother who stood beside him. “Hey, Yuki, we pass....

THE LADY AND THE FISHERMAN By Gary Tachiyama Every ulua has someone’s name on it some day I’ll find one with mine but just as he cast his pole, she folded the moon in half and stuffed it in the back pocket of her faded blue jeans and walked away on a ridge wave He....