T 5786

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

He called them trunks. That was the first clue. He said peach was a good color for me. That was the second clue. The laughter was the third.

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T 5785

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

She whispered in his ear and walked away, slowly, toward the far end of the beach, and he stood up. And waited. What do I do now? he yelled.

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T 5784

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

She tried speaking to him but he was watching tv. You watch too much tv, she said. I’m watching tv, he replied. And then she sat next to him.

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T 5783

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

They met at the farmers’ market, near a cheese shop. The air was redolent with mold. But it was sexy mold. I like the way you smell, he said.

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T 5782

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

He calls the waitress over and says, I hate these tomatoes. She shrugs and says, They’re organic. He stands up. Where’s the sex? he demands.

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T 5781

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

He woke and said, I really have to pee, and she moved closer and he said, That doesn’t help, and then he sighed and she said, How about now?

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T 5780

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

He had not seen the family in a decade. They sat down for dinner. He said, There’s a lot of fat in this sausage. His mother got up and left.

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T 5779

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

Teach me something, she says. She moves closer, until he can feel the heat of her breath. He says, I know how to make a great grilled cheese.

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T 5778

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

This is the thing. We gather around it and proclaim our wonder. We say, Build it a pedestal. And then we get closer. And it consumes us all.

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T 5777

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 11, 2012

He took her hand. He said, You make me pee my pants. She stared into his eyes. Then he said, Like right now. And she said, That is not love.

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