Twisters

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I was dressed and ready to go when she called to cancel our date. I bought new shoes, I said. She changed her mind. Until she saw the shoes.

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He recalls the sting of the other kids’ taunts. But that was before the success of his line of “I’m Better Than You” t-shirts and underwear.

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We look at the fridges.They gleam like jewelry in the harsh department store light. My wife looks at my face and says, You don’t understand.

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She catches me staring at her chest. My embarrassment is like a smelly diaper. She points to her t-shirt, and says, Everything is marketing.

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She was putting her clothes on now and she was mad, at me and at herself, and I said, Look, it’s working, and she said, You had your chance.

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We decide on the beginning. Then we are confronted by strife. We fight the strife and each other. Then we make a discovery. Finally, we hug.

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I want to be smarter. This is what I tell my father. He’s unimpressed with me again. I wanted a lite beer, he says. I want other things too.

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The mirages multiplied around them. Let’s not talk about the heat, he said. He scanned the far away horizon. Hoping. Man it’s hot, she said.

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I ask her to dance and she starts laughing and says, I’ve seen you dance, and I tell her I’m not afraid of humiliation, but she says she is.

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The old man is painting. His toil is apparent. The painting is of a dog. We can’t tell if he is brilliant or a hack. Modern life is so hard.

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