School The day Magic Johnson was diagnosed with H.I.V. I punched James in the face in the high school playground for calling him a faggot. I saw James 5 years later on Darlinghurst Street, muscular and tanned, in tight white jeans, aviator sunglasses, and a hot-pink singlet. His arm lovingly around another man with similar clothes and build. I smiled, "Both he and Magic have somehow made it," I thought as they continued along the road. Brenton Booth lives in Sydney, Australia. Poetry of his has appeared in New York Quarterly, Chiron Review, North Dakota Quarterly, Main Street Rag, Naugatuck River Review, Van Gogh's E...
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