My father
Played chess like a politician
With my brothers
And
Me.
He would sit hunched over
Like an eagle eyeing its prey
Ready to swoop in and capture
The queen.
I still remember my brother
Leaving the table
Confused and insecure
I would watch from afar
Giggle at my regent scholarship award winning brother
Perplexed by my dad
Raised during the depression
New York native
Tough as nails
Corner us
And then take his talisman.

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