Charming, poetic, and slyly subversive, this new children’s play concerns two boys who need each other—one is an overscheduled earthling, the other is a bored kid who lives at the edge of the expanding universe, perched on the brink between Everything and Nothing. An accident involving fireworks and a meditation/sensory deprivation tank launches the earth-boy to the space-boy, where they learn about each other’s worlds. (And the existence of a planet made of dog poo.) But The Boy at the Edge of Everything can also be read as a parable about how the ever-increasing acceleration of work alienates us from ourselves. (Seattle Children’s Theatre, Seattle Center, sct.org, 11 am and 2:30 pm, $29–$36, through April 6)

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