City of Rumors

I am in that space between fully functioning consciousness and the oblivion of sleep when my lover speaks. “What have you heard about the City of Rumors?” she whispers and I shift in her arms. “Cyrilla…s’late,” I murmur. “Please.” I lean more into her warmth and speak the words before I really even have time…

I was Afraid to Tell You

I was Afraid to Tell You   I didn’t want to dominate you. I couldn’t inhabit that world if you wanted it. I wouldn’t be able to follow. That the condom in your back pocket hurt me the most and the thought of your hands on her made me sick.                                                            I needed more. I…

Groceries

Quid checked the list again, who the hell put all the vegetables and fruits on it, she wondered. The only items she had on the list were prepackaged meals – microwaveable stuff, mac and cheese, boxed rice, and ramen. It could have been anyone because they all ate a lot healthier than her. She grabbed…

Ocean

Quid grew up far away from large bodies of water. She never learned to swim, never went to the public pool (that cost money). She never took baths, only showers. The closest she got to swimming was when Benny from two trailers down shoved her into the pond and she nearly drowned. Water was not…

Anniversary

There was a knock on the door. Quid marked her place and walked over to it. She opened without looking and was surprised to find her whole team there, Hye-Jung at the front holding a tray of rice cakes. Behind her Ivan had a homemade cake with an imperfect 100 in icing decorating the top….

Wedding

“I never thought Elita and Moore would get hitched,” Galen said under his breath to Quid as they watched the bridal party move toward the altar. “Why?” Quid asked, leaning closer. He shrugged as he answered, “Thought theirs was more of a ‘fuck it out of their systems’ kind of thing.” Quid though about that….

Laundry

Quid did her laundry once every other Wednesday night. It was when the Laundromat was the emptiest and Quid didn’t have to fight for the machines. She had learned early not to bring reading material with her because shuffling through a stack of books Howard Berg style attracted too much attention and she was hard…

Loss

“Don’t you dare,” Faline snapped and Quid looked up quickly. “I know exactly what is going through your fucked up head so you knock it off right now.” “Fal – ” Quid began. “No, it’s not your fault that Orrick was killed,” Faline said firmly, her cat-green eyes hard. Quid flinched; Faline had never had…

Kiss

Galen flicked through the TV channels while Quid worked her way through a book on quantum physics. He stopped and nudged her. “Hmm?” Quid murmured, turning a page. “Book down, time to watch some TV,” Galen said. Quid glanced at the screen, Jeopardy was just starting. “Galen…” she started softly. “Quid,” he replied, leaning in…

Sunshine

Quid looks like she doesn’t get a lot of sun. She’s naturally pale, but it’s not just her genetics. Too many hours spent inside behind computers and books makes her look sun-starved. She rapidly blinks whenever she emerges from a building even on a cloudy day. It’s as if her body can’t understand natural light…