Game Night
The five of us gathered
around the kitchen table,
leaning in, studying
the board and plotting,
checking our cards, each
convinced we have it,
some edge, some secret
path to victory for red
(mine) or black (yours),
just hoping for one lucky
draw, a little more time
inside this shared square
fantasy, this imaginary
world that can, briefly,
contain all of our hopes,
command our collective
attention, keep us all
within its cardboard borders.
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