Jun 16, 2019

"Preparations, 2015" in Storyscape Journal

Maybe there’s nothing I could have said to my mother on that ladder, who turns from the window and sees her whole life spread out before her...
Read the rest of this flash fiction piece in Storyscape Journal.

Mar 7, 2019

"Litmus Test" wins the 2018 Up North Poetry Prize

I tell you there is
a whole world of tests...
Read the rest of this poem in Up North Lit, along with comments by the contest judge, Kai Carlson-Wee.

Oct 23, 2018

"My Mother Takes Me to a Public Bath" wins the 2018 Force Majeure Flash Contest

The woman at the window leans over her counter until I can see her missing teeth beneath the prune of her lips, and she winks at me and calls me cute, and I, a child who expects nothing less, squeeze my mother’s fingers, twist from the anchor of her hand like a chime...
Read the rest of this story in Storm Cellar Quarterly.

Feb 5, 2017

"A Shark is an Animal That Blushes When You Touch Its Face" in Pacifica Literary Review

A shark has a hide like a rhino’s that bruises like the thinnest skin. When frightened they go pale. When touched on the snout, the pads of your fingers leave patterns like swirling rain...
Read the rest of this story in Issue #9 of the Pacifica Literary Review! Currently available for purchase online or in bookstores including at San Francisco's Green Apple Books.

Dec 18, 2016

"Last Typhoon in Kyoto" in NANO Fiction

Do you remember? we said. All the storms that didn’t come. Once a year, every year, every year until tonight. Maybe the last time will finally be the one...
Read the rest of this (extremely short, 150-word) story in NANO Fiction Vol. 10, Number 1. Currently only available as part of a print or ebook issue.

Jul 29, 2016

"What Little Water Was Left" in Booth

The scene: mid-summer, 1998. My father and I were in our yard putting together an aboveground pool. My mother was in the garden, pulling some turnips, and just around the corner Mr. and Mrs. Onishi were taking their dog for a walk. Late evening, the cicadas winding down, those black-and-white striped mosquitos that we killed by the thousands each summer just beginning to take their place...
Read the rest in Booth.

Jun 30, 2016

"Incredible Lifelike Whale Comes Up for Air, Again and Again" in The Forge Literary Magazine

My father’s funeral: my aunt says a few words, my mother cries upstairs, and I sit in the boarding area of gate 23B, Guam International Airport, watching the silent news on CNN...
Read the rest in The Forge Literary Magazine. Winner of the Inkslinger Award.