The Card Cheat

Staring at cards
Grazing my nose
A voice said
“He’s cheating”
I looked up to
Three fingertips
Of prosthetic brown
Concealing a splayed hand
Never played

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S Fitts (27 Poems)

Writer, punk musician; author of Bleeding Gut Blues, keyboardist for Drunk Robb and the Shots. Currently seeking an agent for my second novel and working on a third. I also write poems. Some of them are short.

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