Jumping fists flying through the empty space
As breath explodes from her chest
Blow after blow on her imaginary opponent
Jab (an acrostic poem)
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The Fortune Teller (a 200 word story)
The cards spoke of fate, but the future they predicted was always left up to interpretation of the one reading them. Most people were almost illiterate. Preston fancied himself better than that.
He pondered that conclusion as he stared at the cards before him. He knew his present was a pair of jacks grinning at him, but his future? The jacks might have been a good a few hands ago, but now he was down to just a two more big blinds.
“What will it be?” asked Jerry with that lopsided grin he always wore. He sat behind a large chip stack that everyone at the table had been contributing to over the last hour or so. Preston stared at his opponent trying to get a read, but Jerry was a stone wall.
Preston thought about folding, but there wasn’t a promise of a better hand in the wings. This was the poker player’s dilemma. What did the future hold?
The jacks were mute, but Preston decided that the future was bright. He didn’t care if the light was that of victory or the burn out of defeat. He adjusted his shades and matched Jerry’s goofy ass grin.
“All in.”
Pride (an acrostic poem)
Popping his shirt in victory
Regaling his opponent with trash talk
It would make most people sick to their stomach
Doing it to his twelve-year-old son, well that was over the top
Extreme hubris was his specialty, and this was his teaching moment
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Bluff (an acrostic poem)
Betting it all, Michaela sat back and waited
Looking her opponent straight in the eye
Under her stern stare, he began to wilt
Folding, he threw his cards in. He showed her a pair of kings
Flipping one of her cards, an ace, she reached for her chips, hiding her four
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Pressure (an acrostic poem)
Pushing past the limits of her endurance
Rita kept ratcheting up the tension in her muscles
Everything was on the line this time
Success and she was set for life
Slip up and she would be homeless and broken
Urging her body to give her just a little more
Rita growled as she felt her opponent quiver
Everything after that happened so fast she didn’t know how to react
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East (an acrostic poem)
Earning a spot among the pantheon
Always was Jungsoon’s goal
So the mouse flew in his hand as he took out his opponent
Taking the of World Champion of Starcraft 2
Never Short On Words 
