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 4137

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
He is a doorman. He greets everyone with an infectious smile. He does this every day. For a decade. Then his dog dies. And his smile is gone.
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T 4135

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
The flashlight exposed the awful mess. He grimaced and said, We’ll go to a hotel. His wife looked at their son. It was so dark, he repeated.

 

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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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T 4133

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
The boys laughed at the girl with the snot on her face and years later one of them applied for a job in her company and she found that funny.

 

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T 4132

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
They entered the car a family. They drove many miles and ate lots of bad food. They reached their destination. They were no longer a family.

 

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T 4131

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
And then after the guests had departed, she heard a dreadful noise and said, There be goblins, and he held his stomach and said, Very soon.

 

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T 4130

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
The cartoon noises. She’s grown old listening to them and so she snaps, like frozen plastic, and she calls him Scooby, and then he snaps too.

 

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T 4129

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
The band played a sad song. The bartender mixed the next round of drinks with melancholy, and his tears. Then the band played a sadder song.

 

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T 4128

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
His condo is at a temperature that forces you to say “cool” upon which he says “I know” and you say “This is why” and he suffers alone again.

 

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