The room is fragrant with the odor of bread. The TV blares. A woman sits crying on the sofa; she’ll never have what Oprah wants her to have.
Tagged: Home (473)
Twister 1829
This is the dispassionate debate between a couple well past their expiry date. An argument where no one cares and no one wins. About dishes.
Twister 2034
He answers the door in his pajamas. The mailman is a woman. A beautiful one. She looks him over. They used to belong to my dad, he explains.
Twister 2462
And then when he realized he worked for his lawnmower, and not the other way around, his resentment peaked. I want a condo, he told his wife
Twister 2595
And so it begins again, and they march in, with condiments and frozen burgers. The wives drink cocktails. The men drink beer. And burn meat.
Twister 2759
The dawn breaks, the sun rises, the lawns glisten. He bends down for the morning paper and his bathrobe opens. The entertainment never ends.
Twister 3049
She dreams of cannons firing elephants over rain slicked roofs in a dystopian past, and she wakes and lifts the sheets to make sure he’s ok.
Twister 3190
He came home and saw suitcases in the front hall, and she said, I’m just rearranging things, and he had to admit to a little disappointment.
Twister 3430
He comes home and then his wife comes home. And he says, I look forward to making love on a regular basis, and they laugh and order a pizza.
Twister 3537
The commotion took over the neighborhood and he realized he needed to explain himself. “I like my kids,” he said. “I just don’t like yours.”
