The Great Misplacement

“A post-apocalyptic landscape, but the apocalypse was specifically caused by everyone simultaneously losing their car keys. The ruins are all just enormous keys protruding from the earth at improbable angles, feral suburban dads in bathrobes roam in packs searching couch cushions the size of city blocks, the sky is the exact color of a refrigerator light at midnight, and on the horizon a single Honda Odyssey idles patiently, doors locked, lights blinking, waiting.”