T 4127

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
She called him Chicken Liver and only he knew what that meant. That she had caught him doing something gross. But still loved him despite it.

 

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T 4126

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
When I realized it was his jeans that stank I told him to take them off and he said, I’m not wearing underwear, and that’s how you were born.

 

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By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
She starts talking about her day and he says, I’m eating a sandwich here! and she stops and says, Is it ham? and she waits for him to finish.

 

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T 4124

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
The boys stole a shopping cart and raced it down a hill and then were arrested. And years later they realized that’s when adulthood started.

 

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T 4123

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
You’re empty inside, and unknowable, she says. I tell her I can’t be both. She asks me to leave. I pick up her kitten and walk out the door.

 

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T 4122

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
This is where the sun sets, the place where good things end. Where love is immoral. He sighs. I take it all back, she says, rolling her eyes.

 

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T 4121

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
He went for a jog and that was the first hint that he was lying. He returned an hour later. She gave him a look. And the truth was revealed.

 

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T 4120

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
He needed smokes. He walked to the corner store. Engaged in banter. Bought some gum too. He went out for a beer. And then he felt inadequate

 

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T 4119

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
They sat on the bed, their backs to each other, breathing heavily. I can’t look at you, she said. He found that funny. And soon, so did she.

 

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T 4118

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 8, 2011
The newspaper lies scattered on the floor. The implied aftermath of a disagreeable moment. He shrugs. I just said your mom’s a pig, he says.

 

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