Twisters

I disagreed with her. I did this without reservation and she turned her malice into a building. Into real estate. And I was condemned. Alas.

I play the piano, he says. The wind howls in the background. I feel so cold, she says, and he goes to hold her, and she says, Don’t play me.

And then she farted. He recoiled. That was almost on my face, he laughed. And she felt too vulnerable. Too naked. Can we stop now? she asked.

The mayor wants to shut down The World’s Last Library, replace it with another retail/condo development, and he’ll get his way just because.

I woke up in a ditch. The sky was the color of blood. I was in so much pain my boots hurt. I heard a snake. The ditch was nice. For a ditch.

And when he woke, she was already getting dressed, and he said, We had sex, and then he said, Where are you going? and she said, We had sex.