posted Aug 2, 2016
At cards. At poker. At golf. At solitaire. At cribbage. Horseshoes. Tennis. Quizzes. Memory. Scrabble. Rubikís cube. Blackjack. Candyland. Tic Tac Toe. Puzzles. The Game of Life. Money markets. Bingo. Hearts. Spades. Oh Hell. He does it in the open or secretly, whatever the situation calls for. Cheating is taking something that is being given to you. Winning proves nothing but thereís no point in losing. If it canít walk, make it walk. Unless you donít want it to walk and you wait to see if it will learn to build wheels. Cheating is a shortcut to what you want. Itís what gods do best. When youíre lonely, you cheat a world. Deal the cards.
is working on a series about Terrible Emmanuel, a cranky, fallible figure who considers himself to be the supreme being. Other Emmanuel poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Sycamore Review, Zone 3, Whiskey Island, Hotel Amerika, Poet Lore, interrupture, and Seneca Review, where they won the Deborah Tall Lyric Essay Prize.
He teaches writing at Grand Valley State University in Michigan.
Haven’s poem “Emmanuel Runs” also appears in this issue.