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Newton’s Nutcracker

Their bodies glided across a stage ankle deep in white mist and glittered with streams of tiny lights draped from above. “Newton, isn’t hear dress lovely?” his mother said. “Yes, it is,” he answered. However, Newton wasn’t looking at the … Continue reading

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The Sad Crusade of Mrs. Cobb – Part I

(Ed. note:  Loosely based on a true story.) Mrs. Cobb stood in the classroom doorway during recess watching her flock.  Two of her colleagues stood by an adjacent classroom talking, their voices deliberately hushed.  Mrs. Cobb paid no attention to … Continue reading

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Dreams from the 1984 Summer Olympics

He walked tepidly to the end of the diving board, then stopped.  He contemplated in stillness, waiting.  Then he sprang into action, leapt, turned, flipped, spun, pirouetted, before straightening his body and slicing into the water with the stillness of … Continue reading

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Fabulous Clayton Goes to Hollywood – Part I

(Editor’s Note:  The ‘growing up gay’ tag is usually applied to essays. This story is strictly fictional.) For a 12 year old, Clayton Simmons maintained the most peculiar habits.  By a calculus all his own, he computed the precise number … Continue reading

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Sunday Evening Mic Check

Dr. Demento, every single Sunday, KMET radio…yeah! Back in the day, Angelenos heard four hours of the good Doctor, from 6-10 Sunday evenings.  I played it while cleaning the kitchen, scraping roly poly fish heads into the garbage under a … Continue reading

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The Romeo/Juliet Peep Show

The magic, they say, happens after the lights dim and the images begin to flicker on the screen.  In this case, though, for most, there would be little magic as the story was already known.  But for others who were … Continue reading

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Grover

Mom sat me in front of the TV one day in 1969.  I was four and fidgety.  Eventually, a big yellow bird came on the screen and introduced me and the rest of the world to Sesame Street.  The rest … Continue reading

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Carousel

I’ve always liked older boys. One summer day long ago my mother took me to the Griffith Park Merry-Go-Round.  I don’t remember if it was my first trip to a merry-go-round, but I remember how excited I was to be … Continue reading

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