should we call a truce?

I look for signs in cards with cups

Only to be shown swords pierced

Straight through the heart

In a perfect triple of blades

I look for signs between empty lines

You’ve never been much of a poet

To leave me with nothing but questions

Makes sense I’ve always liked riddles

But I find myself growing tired of uncertainty

These days my poker face is cracking

Under the weight of time like my grandmother’s deck

Left abandoned and unplayed for some holidays now

So show me your cards or even just one

Or I will fold with chips in my cardboard

And no one can win this game

Should we call a truce?

Alivia Stonier (she/her) is a contemporary poet from Connecticut. She enjoys using her poetry as a means to explore personal topics and musings. She majors in Creative Writing, Media Production, and Music Studies as a current University Student. Previous publications include being a Staff Reporter for The Echo and Perspective Magazine. When she isn't writing she can be found at concerts or curled up with a good book.

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