T 5904

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

I told her my problem and she said, It doesn’t matter, and I kissed her, with genuine relief, and we went to bed, and she said, It mattered.

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T 5903

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

When I was famous no one made fun of my penis, he tells his therapist, and at session’s end, he realizes he’ll be walking toward the bridge.

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T 5902

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

And then he said, I’m not going to buy anything ever again, and the world stopped turning and she said, Just for that you don’t get cupcakes.

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T 5901

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

The ball sails through the air, untethered, free, until it submits to the inevitability of gravity, and it hurtles toward me. And I drop it.

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T 5900

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

He stormed into her bridal shower. The joy inside froze to a confused silence. Honey? she said, approaching him. I hate fish, he announced.

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T 5899

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

The train stopped amidst fields that stretched toward an uncertain horizon. We’re going to die, he told her. The answer’s still no, she said.

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T 5898

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

My phone rings. My mother’s elbow is sore. Again. I tell her I’m not a doctor. Again. My date leaves. Again. I order another bourbon. Again.

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T 5897

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

In the morning’s glow he licks the dew off her body and she says, I don’t know what’s real. He pinches her and says, That’s going to bruise.

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T 5896

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

The clouds rolled in and then dissipated. The sun came up. And then it rained. And then the sun returned. It was night. And then it was day.

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T 5895

By Arjun Basu | Published: September 28, 2012

I opened the window and she said, But it’s cold, and then she showed me how cold she felt, and then the room was warmer, and soon it was hot.

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