Twisters

T 4995

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

I’m rich but not with money. With love. With joy. With life. But she’s having none of it. So I call her a Gold Digger. Then she beats me up.

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T 4994

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

Divorce proceedings were started, all because he’d said, My fingers smell like cheese, in front of her parents. But that camembert was ripe.

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T 4993

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The older man says, The seventies were hairier. His companion says, Give me a few weeks then. He blushes. Because she’s more man than he is.

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T 4992

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The Post It notes pile up on my desk, my boss loves those stupid yellow things, and then I do what I need to, and I put them all in my mouth.

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T 4991

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

He wakes and she kisses him and he says, I don’t dream anymore, and she pouts and turns and then has a dream big enough for the both of them.

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T 4990

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

And then there was sun. There was laughter and joy and optimism. And then the monsters descended. And only the assholes remained optimistic.

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T 4989

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

The dog lapped up the coffee and became insufferable. You stupid cur, he said to his pet. It went out and got him a donut and they were cool.

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T 4988

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

I got toxic shock syndrome from your mens’ room, he tells the store manager and she says they don’t have a mens’ room and he leaves quietly.

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T 4987

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

She says, Don’t make me cry, and he reaches over and pulls a hair out of her nose and waits. That did it, she says. And she starts laughing.

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T 4986

By Arjun Basu | Published: October 20, 2011

These are they, lost in shadow, feeling gravity’s pull, and when they reach for light it is quickly snuffed, and the shadows are home again.

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