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“Alexander Made-of-Felt”: An Affectionate Parody

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Alexander Hamilton got a lot farther by working a lot harder, and wrote like he was running out of time. Lin-Manuel Miranda turned the world of theater upside down. And recently, Jack and Holman Wang, creators of the Cozy Classics series, paid tribute to Miranda’s final performance as Hamilton with a tiny but impressive achievement […]

MockingJo

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[In anticipation of The CW’s forthcoming “gritty” adaptation of Little Women] My name is Jo March. My home is Concord, Massachusetts. I live with my mother and three sisters while my father fights in the war. No, even that’s wrong. My name is Jo March. My home is Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. My half-sisters and I have […]

’Twas the eighth day of Hanukkah…

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’Twas the eighth day of Hanukkah. (Chanukah? Well, it’s easy to celebrate, harder to spell.) The table was covered in relics of wax, and presents long-opened were sitting in stacks. The gelt was just wrappers. The dreidels were spun. The Maccabees’ moment was quite nearly done. Then off near the shelves, there arose such a […]

Diverted: A Bostonian dystopia

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It was dawn. It was time for the Waiting. Three hundred thousand were Waiting. Some waited for Buses, some waited for Trains that would become Buses. Some tried different routes, and some gave up hope and called Ubers. But many remained. Most remembered the days before The Big One. The days when roads had lanes […]

Excerpt from The Chocolate Games

The Chocolate Games

“Hi, Mum! Hi, Pop!” Mike squeaks as he hops from the screen onto the table. “Look at me! I’m the first boy sent by television!” Mrs. Teavee shrieks. “You’re an inch tall! Oh, my sweet boy!” “Sweet?” Grandpa Joe whispers to me. “He blew Violet to bits!” True, Mike did chuck his flinty Everlasting Gobstopper […]

Lunacy

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Mother Goose waddled to the window. Ah, there was the moon, perfect and round, its light streaming into bedrooms everywhere. She sighed.Mother Goose was upset. How could parents say that…word, that awful word, to their children? How could they use it in front of innocent little darlings almost fast asleep? Their drowsy eyes. Well-washed hands […]