Las Vegas Tales VIV

Bill DeSelms II The Newspaper Reporter Prologue: The Business by Mark Kodama My first job was the police beat. That’s where you either sink or swim. I remember I once covered A search and rescue launched for a missing woman and child. A few days later they found their bodies. I was so angry Those […]

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Las Vegas Tales VIII

Bill DeSelms I The Newspaper Reporter Prologue: The Business by Mark Kodama   What is government itself but the greatest of all reflections on human nature? If men were angels, no government would be necessary. If angels were to govern men, neither external nor internal controls on government would be necessary. James Madison Two movie […]

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A Stranger II

by Bernice “If you saw me at a bar—or any place—would you still be interested, and want to talk?” Yes. I blink slowly. The ceiling doesn’t change. It’s always the same. Always white, with hairline cracks due to old age. I trace the cracks with my eyes, and back again. I frown. “Why?” Are you […]

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Las Vegas Tales VII

The Poetry Contest by Mark Kodama  The travelers gathered at the Greyhound bus station in Los Angeles, California. An art movie house, once part of the old MGM Studios across the street, featured The Leopard and Sea Wolf.  A large granite stone statue of Julius Caesar cast its giant shadow over a small greenish copper […]

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Las Vegas Tales V

Bryan: the Insurance Agent’s Tale The Happiest Man: I by Mark Kodama Once upon a time, In ancient Lydia, there ruled King Croesus, A man famed for his riches and power. Now, Croesus lived in his palace in Sardis, Renown for its crenulated  towers. And its shaded verdant mountain bowers. Lydian gold known throughout antiquity […]

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Las Vegas Tales VI

Bryan: the Insurance Agent’s Tale II by Mark Kodama   Now, as said before, Croesus had two sons. Atys, the eldest son, the crown prince, Was an offspring second to none The model of courage and intelligence Greatness, generosity and eloquence. His second son, however, was unfit A deaf mute, a half wit.   Morpheus […]

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Las Vegas Tales IV

Jennifer Faulle: The Young Woman’s Tale Legend of Dusty the Racer by Mark Kodama Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart. Confucius Elbows to the ground. Feel the vibration. I was the rookie racing sensation My motorbike flies into the turn. Smell the rubber burn. The winner’s circle is my destination. Hear my engine […]

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