BLUFF
Looking me in the eyes,
sliding her chips forward,
she says, "all in,"
muddled by a history
of aloof boldness.
Holding a pair of twos,
a crime not to fold,
I play to the end,
losing everything—
except the fucking truth.
Chad reads "Bluff":
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CHAD HASKINS lives in Georgia. His writing has appeared, or is forthcoming, in Untitled Country Review, Yellow Mama, Spinetingler, Golden Sparrow Literary Review, Citron Review, Horror Tree, Barefoot Review and Flash Fiction Offensive.
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