Twisters

T 6139

By Arjun Basu | Published: January 5, 2013

He’s about to bite into his burger. He’s interrupted by a tall blonde. She says, I love your avatar. And he becomes nostalgic. Wistful even.

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T 6138

By Arjun Basu | Published: January 5, 2013

A men’s store. A smart red jacket. A minor disagreement. Escalation. Degeneration. Entropy. Violence. Blood. Interest. Tickets. Television.

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T 6137

By Arjun Basu | Published: January 5, 2013

We make love in a rote manner. Hold hands in the strip mall parking lot wearing our scratchy sweaters. And neither of us enjoys necrophilia.

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T 6136

By Arjun Basu | Published: January 5, 2013

She bites into her peanut butter sandwich. He enters the cafeteria. She is smitten and approaches him. While he goes into anaphylactic shock.

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T 6135

By Arjun Basu | Published: January 5, 2013

He built up the courage to call finally and he said, Let’s get some corn dogs and go to Space Mountain, and she felt wet in the right place.

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T 6134

By Arjun Basu | Published: January 5, 2013

I look at my room and think, I want to be a minimalist, and then I open my laptop and there’s more stuff to buy, and my wishes are thwarted.

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T 6133

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

The little girl walked up to me and held out a pen and paper and I said, I’m not famous, and she said, What are you then? and I didn’t know.

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T 6132

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

We bought the house. We hated it. We hated everything: from the floorboards to the fugly neighbors. It was the only way we knew to be happy.

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T 6131

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

She wakes him with a hand heading south and he wakes and moans, and she takes that as yes but he’s badly hungover and he can’t feel a thing.

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T 6130

By Arjun Basu | Published: December 5, 2012

He orders a beer and says, I wouldn’t know love if it hit me in the face, and then a woman hits him in the face. And he orders another beer.

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