Twister 1413

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The people here are too stupid, he thinks. So he leaves the party and goes to his bar and orders a drink. I learned nothing today, he sighs.

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Twister 1412

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He says, Come out and see me, knowing she’ll say no. But she says yes and I love you. And he hyperventilates. You’re really coming? he asks.

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Twister 1411

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The crowd is hushed, expectant. They smell of expensive perfume and old money. He leans over to his wife. I have an itchy butt, he whispers.

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Twister 1410

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

She smiles like an extra in a TV commercial. He knows she’s being completely insincere. She’ll always be. So I don’t have a condom, he says.

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Twister 1409

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He was a big proponent of public transit. And he had a thing for making love on trams. Late at night. Silently. In the back. With a potato.

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Twister 1408

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

There was a major earthquake. Buildings fell. Helicopters filled the sky. The mayor panicked and announced he was gay. CNN carried the story

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Twister 1407

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

Gary wished for a happier ending this time, something that might promise the richness of fulfillment. He waited. And then she asked him in.

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Twister 1406

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He liked to hold up two oranges, juxtaposed against old smokestacks, and photograph them. A comment about nothing; something to bug his mom.

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Twister 1405

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

They crowd into her office and shut the door and stand there, shaking. What? she asks finally, visibly annoyed. You intimidate us, Lou says.

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Twister 1404

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

They lie there, intertwined, drunk with lust. Breathless. Glistening. You’re an odd duck, he says. My mother played the violin, she replies.

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