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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

We’d just had sex for the first time. Who do you hate? she asks while getting dressed. I’m taken aback. We hardly know each other, I whisper.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

A bird pooped on me and my neighbor felt bad and I asked how bad and she said, This fence is a border, and then the bird pooped on me again.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

We were at the hardware store and I made a stupid joke about screws, and then she left me in the Durable Goods aisle and she never returned.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

He lures her with a promise she knows he can’t keep. But the promise itself shows an ambition she knows she lacks. Besides, she loves cheese.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

The road stretched before us. We watched the sun kiss the horizon. I can’t find your sunglasses, she said. That’s the last thing I remember.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

I told her to call me at four to disrupt the meeting and she called me at four and I told her I was very busy and she never called me again.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

We hadn’t seen each other in a long while. She stood at the door, taking me in. When did you get so fat? she asked. This morning, I replied.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

She asks me what she has to do to shut me up. I tell her exactly what I’m thinking. Keep talking, she sighs. But I have nothing more to say.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

I told her I wrote car ads. She laughed and choked on her gum. I said, So you know my work then. She bought me a drink because she felt pity.

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By Arjun Basu | Published: June 1, 2013

People, you need to work, dollars don’t grow on fauna, you need to labor, and then, maybe, we can have the lady in the cake for my birthday.

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