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I leave you with six sentences of a dizzying passage from “Phineas,” a short story.

We got home well past midnight. I told Bruce I was hungry. He said we hadn’t anything to eat because I was a dumb fuck. He wouldn’t look at me, and when he slammed the bedroom door, I heard it click. Locked.

“No,” I moaned, listing into walls, staggering around in the semi-dark.

Have a lovely Sunday.