T 6336

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

Dawn broke. He opened the door with resignation. He smelled like the end of a marriage. Where were you? she asked. Take a sniff, he replied.

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T 6335

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

We had to give the dog away. We weren’t happy but that cur was evil. My wife said, Screw the bitch. That’s when I said an unfortunate thing.

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T 6334

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

She touched me and I said, I don’t like to be touched. She touched me again and I said, What did I say? She left me alone. I sighed. Loudly.

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T 6333

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

My friend brought over some bourbon. We finished it and I said, We don’t appreciate anything. My friend agreed. And we opened another bottle.

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T 6332

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

She called her ex to check in. Show concern. I’m sitting here eating Greek yogurt, he wailed. She didn’t think he’d fall apart so completely.

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T 6331

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

I fell asleep and awoke to find the room a different color. My wife stood nearby, holding a paintbrush. Yesterday it was a hammer, she said.

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T 6330

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

We wrestled to the ground, grappling for something more than mere need. I’m going to show you what, I said. Too late, she replied, laughing.

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T 6329

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

She curls around him and squeals and says, That was almost religious, and he gets up and lights a smoke and feigns offense and says, Almost?

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T 6328

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

We ate and ate and fell into the inevitable food coma and I said, We’ll pay for this. And we made noises like distressed mammals before bed.

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T 6327

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

So this is it, he sighs and he folds the blanket. She watches, bemused at how times have changed. She’s happy. While he’s folding a blanket.

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