New Stories for February 19, 2018

“#TRANSFORM” by Christina Butcher

#Let’s break another building down and then doll it up in glitter bombs and glitz.

Let’s call it #revitalized.

Let’s consider the homeless #relocated.

Let’s aim our art like cannons and blast #urbanrenewal all over the walls. Then we can sweep, sweep the bric-a-brac from the streets.

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“For the Rest of Them” by Moe’Neyah Holland

It shouldn’t be wet. I’m not talking about the smell or the comfort of it in the fog.  It’s the wetness that eats your bones and overshadows the lights. If it rains, people should still walk with their brothers and sisters under the spread of the earth.

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“Fine Spirits” by J. Anne Fullerton

The ghosts that float above the stone

Traverse the avenue

In fading light, their costumes gray

Blurred faces in darkened window glass

Under evening’s dim, they harken back to a time

Take their seats under footlights’ blaze

Captive breath held still

Eyes wide, beset by wonders

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“Seeing Neko Case at the Pantages Theater The Day After Donald J. Trump Was Elected President of the United States” by Daniel Person

We were late in buying tickets, which put us in the nosebleeds. It was alright. We’d seen Neko before.

In Seattle, at the Paramount. 20 rows back if it was 10. Media seats, free through the Seattle newspaper I wrote for. Perk of the job. Event staff wants the newspaper writer to have a good time, so when he writes about his time, what he writes is good. It’s axiomatic. I had a coworker in the newsroom complain about this once. Free tickets for primo seats, he said, blinds us to all the crap people go through to experience live entertainment: Nonsensical service fees, post-Napster price inflation, secondary markets, bot buyers, seats where all you can hear is bass, seats where all you can hear are echoes. I paid him no mind. You know what they say about gift horses.

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“Reviving Tacoma’s Cultural Heartbeat” by Blaine Johnson

Tacoma wouldn’t be a fully formed city without the Theater District. It would have commerce, houses and apartments, hotels and offices, schools and hospitals, businesses large and small, governmental and social services, a mix of entertainment and recreational facilities, all the things that make for a generally workable municipal organism. It would be, in essence, a functioning body – but, lacking a heart.

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