• After Last Night: A study in Form by Mericia Palma

    The Woman in search of kindness, steps into the river Where currents flow and rocks block thoughts. Ideas, connected and tethered to the stars, Spread from the breast of Hera: milky and sweet, tempting the Butterfly Through the door and out the window, To the river, rushing; and on the shores, no sight of a […]

  • Thirty Years Later: The Warrior Pose by Britt Bailey

    “Okay, arms parallel to the ground, left leg straight, bend your right knee slightly.  Now, looking into your third eye, extend into the stretch.” In my thirteenth year, I spent many afternoons riding my bike through the streets of Memphis.  I always took the back streets to avoid traffic and to see the scenes of […]

  • The Skull in the Plastic Bag: A Law School Reality Check by Monty Anderson

    The case was apparently famous.  Murder was nothing new to Hawaii, but this murder had all the trappings of a major motion picture: desperate criminals on the run, a secluded tropical island, the mysterious disappearance of two innocents, and the eventual discovery of one of those innocents, dismembered and stuffed in a trunk.  Indeed, Hollywood […]

  • The Fifty Year Shoulder by Dale Lee

    My reputation is that of a conscientious worker and hours spent in the office  consistently extend well beyond “normal business hours.” When, all of a sudden, it seems, I begin to leave the office before 5:00p twice a week – the whispers are way too loud. My entry into a subculture that thrives in our […]

  • The Parade by Mickey Knox

    Andy Warren crossed his eyes and wrinkled his nose.  Little Madison Woodrow Harris giggled and ducked down below the tabletop.  Andy cracked open his tanned lips into a smile, showing off bridge-work from a few years back. “Don’t worry, Stringbean.  Ole’ Andy don’t bite,” said Madison’s grandpa Elmer. “I don’t know about that . . […]

  • Frost in Law School by Mickey Knox

    Whose books are these, I think I know. She studies in the sem rooms, though. She will not mind me stopping here to watch the library slowly close. The librarians must think it queer to stop without a classmate near: Stopped without a path to take, just fall semester of the year. The silence echoes, […]

  • Faith by Bianca Isaki

    My mother once told me that I am the reason that she goes to church. When I was born I had a heart defect and the doctors told her that there was nothing to do, except hope that the defect would heal on its own. She prayed to god. If I survived, she would commit […]

  • Exodus to North Korea: Shadows from Japan’s Cold War by Adair Fincher

    With many books and countless articles published, Tessa Morris-Suzuki, historian and professor of Japanese history at Australian National University College of Asia and the Pacific, has proven herself an adept, thorough and skilled researcher. Her body of work ranges from Japanese technological and economic growth to human rights and multiculturalism in the Far East region. […]

Welcome to the William S. Richardson Literary Journal.

In Hawai'i once thrived law students empowered,
Such that in their karass lurked nary a coward.
So when the challenge was creating,
They moved way past frustrating,
Thus in their hands great literature flowered.

Richardson lawyers:
Choice words yield countless wonders,
Law and life move on.

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