CRABGRASS AND STONE

CRABGRASS AND STONE

I don’t see
The way it used to be.

Our aina belongs to someone else,
Haoles without memories

Of the crabgrass and stone entrance
And a coral road flanked by oleanders

Shivering pink blossoms
In the makai breeze.

aina: land
haoles: newcomers
makai: ocean

Kirby Wright was born and raised in Hawaii, on the remote island of Moloka'i.