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T 6299

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 16, 2013

I step into the elevator. Is that deodorant or perfume? I ask. To no one but everyone seems offended. And I feel alone surrounded by people.

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T 6297

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

He grows tired of making money. It’s never enough, he tells his wife. That’s my line, she says. And he realizes he’s let her down once again.

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T 6294

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

The game was on. She says, You have a heart of clay. He ignores her. I’m allergic to hay, he says. She gets up to leave. Touchdown! he says.

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T 6288

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

She touches my hand. I say, I’m feeling something. And she looks into my eyes and searches out our future. In my pants, I clarify. Tenderly.

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T 6287

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

Her skin is like the dew on freshly cut grass. But she doesn’t understand him. And he’s too lazy to explain. And he goes for a beer instead.

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T 6286

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

I traveled to a far-off exotic place and bought a t-shirt that read “I eat with my fingers” and it was better than owning an adorable puppy.

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T 6285

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

I said hi to the new neighbor. She smiled and said hi. Then I tried to kiss her and she said, What the? and I said, I thought you wanted to.

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T 6281

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

I needed to buy underwear but the salesgirl wouldn’t stop talking and I had to tell her why I needed the underwear. And she stopped talking.

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T 6269

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

I took the cucumber out of my pants. She sagged visibly then. Plastic bags were extra, I said. That night, our salad tasted like bitterness.

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T 6264

By Arjun Basu | Published: February 11, 2013

Sour cream is the chameleon of dairy products, I said. She kissed me hard on the mouth. You should shut up, she said. But I had more to say.

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