The title of Bassett's story tells us what the piece is going to meditate on. It's a piece of quiet desperation, with each line hinting at some other bigger trouble just outside the scope of the story, just "waiting to happen." And we wait. We almost begin to feel the awkwardness and trouble ourselves. Reading the story, I suppose, is kind of like working or living with someone with a personality disorder, the discomfort that that creates, how things are all right now, but you know, at any second, everything might change. Read the story here at Super Arrow.
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