Donovan Kūhiō Colleps teaches creative writing and Hawai‘i / Pacific literatures at the University of Hawai‘i at Mānoa.
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Kissing the Opelu
I am water, only because you are the ocean.
We are here, only
because old leaves have been falling.
A mulching of memories folding
into buried hands.
The cliffs we learn to edge.
The tree trunk hollowed, humming.
I am a tongue, only because
you are the body...