Tagged: Guys (1,814)

T 4180

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

He says, This motel room makes me feel like a giant. She lights a smoke, feigns attraction. The ceiling’s low, she shrugs. And then he cries  

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T 4166

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

This is the universe that I know, he thinks. But then she puts ketchup on his hot dog. Without asking. And he imagines a new Big Bang again.  

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T 4155

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

There was talk of children. She noted he was not frightened off by this, and she took his hand, and he said, I have a thing against touching.

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T 4154

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

When he witnessed his son’s birth he fainted. Years later, he read his son The Epic of Gilgamesh. At the end his son asked, Why’d you faint?

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T 4152

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

He watches the ball sail through the air and escape the confines of the ballpark and he turns to his girlfriend and says, I just got an idea.

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T 4148

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

Does it matter? he wonders. His past is past. His future limitless. But his present sucks. His voice is squeaky. And the girls all hate him.

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T 4145

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

The bartender pours me a rye. You look weary, he says. I pay excessively for skin cream, I say. A shrug. And so I am stupid for another day.

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T 4141

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

They met drunkenly and kissed and he said, You have no lips, and he found that funny. Then he went home alone, and laughed himself to sleep.  

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T 4138

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

You stare at the beer in front of you and wonder who to blame. Your friends laugh. And yet, your mother’s friend still applies her lipstick.  

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T 4134

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011

And he made her cry. And then they made up. And then they made love. And she said, You’re bad. And he knew that. But she didn’t know how bad.  

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