Tagged: Food (993)

T 3895

By Arjun Basu | Published: May 14, 2011

The Japanese dude enjoyed dressing up like a bear. And she didn’t like bears. And he hated pickles. And she loved pickles. And love is hard.

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T 3894

By Arjun Basu | Published: May 14, 2011

And then he bit into the green apple and sighed and took her hand but she pulled it away and he said, I can’t afford the things that I like.

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T 3881

By Arjun Basu | Published: May 14, 2011

I suffer from a kind of delirium, both delicious and poison; a donut is like a thunderclap, boots to the groin of my psyche, my tiny psyche.

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T 3859

By Arjun Basu | Published: May 14, 2011

After their first date she said, I never want to be seen eating with you again. On their next date she gets hungry. And he gets them a room.

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T 3855

By Arjun Basu | Published: May 14, 2011

And she bit into the grapefruit, and said, Let’s go, and he sat transfixed and she said, What’s up? and he said, Bite into that thing again.

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T 3853

By Arjun Basu | Published: May 14, 2011

She asks him to repeat what he’s just said and he does. I have crabs, he says smiling, and she backs away slowly and so he eats alone again.

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T 3851

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 21, 2011

There is cake. And some joy. No. Lots of joy. What’s the celebration? he asks, confused. And his boss takes him aside. I fired you, he says.

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T 3839

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 21, 2011

He ate everything. He ate the stuff he didn’t like and the inedible things and the gloopy objects and when he was done she knew he loved her

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T 3826

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 17, 2011

The businessman ordered an egg sandwich on wheat and a coffee for lunch at the dinette everyday. He never left a tip. Because he was lonely.

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T 3823

By Arjun Basu | Published: April 15, 2011

The food arrived, a collection of greases. She studied what lay between them. I don’t love you enough, she said. But he was too busy eating.

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