Voices of the City: Robin Coste Lewis` fierce and arresting poetry has its roots in Compton
(LA Times NBA)

The white fence is new but the tree she planted as a child still stands in front of the wood house, now stucco, pale yellow and cracked, forgotten Christmas lights hanging from its eaves. She laughs. Time sucks her back, the way it does, and she talks about backyard camping, cockfights and how...