Twisters

And on the seventh day she said, I wish it would stop raining, and he said, Has it been so bad? and she couldn’t answer. And he broke apart.

They meet at a bar in an airport in a small city and she recognizes him from the Internet and she says, You don’t look so fat in your avatar.

I considered eternity and what it implied, and she said, I am not ready for that, and I got out of bed and took that as indictment and left.

I woke out of a dream drenched in sweat, speaking an imagined form of Swedish. My wife asked me if I needed help. But I finally liked myself.