Twisters

She called him and said, I’m wet, and he dropped the phone and hyperventilated, and died. She never got to tell him about the crazy weather.

My dearest friend. I loved you once. But I can love you no longer because you don’t love yourself. Or my little friend. Who’s not so little.

He sits at his desk staring into his computer screen, picking his nose, diving deep, and when he finds something, it’s as if he’s found God.