The Ghost of Bobby Fischer

The Ghost of Bobby Fischer

 

Bobby Fischer
challenged me
to a
game of
chess in
the Atlanta
airport
boarding area.

 

He said
he would
beat me in
fifteen moves.

 

It took
seventeen.

 

“I’m all
washed up,”
he said,
& hopped
a flight
to Iceland.

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