An Hour in the Life of a Five-Year-Old Pool Player

By Francine Rodriguez The parking lot in front of King Drew Place of Family on Central Avenue, was nearly full that morning in 1994.  I didn’t recognize any of the cars filling the lot, stacked one behind the other. Gangster cars, black Suburbans, Escalades, and lowriders, like the ones in my neighborhood, like the 61 … Continue reading An Hour in the Life of a Five-Year-Old Pool Player

Poems by Kushal Poddar

Hymn For My Ears   Their magnet points, now a few thousand years later, do not bend when you call my name.   They seemed spectral, figmental, until hearing narrowed. Now I know they exist although you’re not so sure.   Past sends a message through a ham radio. Present hears white butterflies covering a … Continue reading Poems by Kushal Poddar