Corner Pocket

While my Dad chalked his cue, I’d rack up the balls, arranging rearranging in the triangle all the balls as if eventually I’d get it right, the perfect mosaic, so he’d nod and break the rack, and see me as a player.


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8 Comments on “Corner Pocket

  1. I love how you framed this with the rack – the pulling together and the breaking apart. You never mentioned the sounds they made but they were there in my mind.

  2. “and see me as a player”—oomph….you captured that little girl desire so perfectly here in these words.

  3. Taking your cue from pool. Nice riff on the prompt!

  4. The game of billiards starts with a perfect mosaic.

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