Published by Cafe Irreal, Summer 2019 edition
Chess Isn’t Real
I met my friend on the way into class. Are you finally going to join me at chess club tonight? he asked. I said I might, and he said I should. But I can’t play. It doesn’t matter, he said, you’ll pick it up fast. Okay, I said.
We were standing outside the room where they play when my friend pulled me aside and said hey, there’s something I need to tell you before we go in. I asked what. Chess isn’t real, he said…
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