Girls like girls (and murder)

Date: 4/3/2018

I was first in a rented house, wood planks lined everything. Stairs reached to the ceiling and little rooms were everywhere. There were chases, fighting, attacks, I sliced a man in half by the edge of an indoor cliff. We survived. Yaam, his family, my sister, we all sang and prayed in Jewish tones. (Yaam is Jewish). I went to school later and it was a spring morning. I sat down at a picnic bench and told my friends everything. Mostly I told Malu but I wasn’t interested in them. I walked around the school. There were crowds of people including parents and younger kids. I saw a girl my age so I went to say hi. She was pretty, soft hair, nice aesthetic, but she turned and after I greeted her she gave me her number. I went to write it on my phone when her lips seemed to touch mine. I wondered how she was so sure I wouldn’t reject her, but I didn’t. I took her to my room which didn’t seem far away and she took over. It was magical. She was a force to be reckoned with. She took control but I made sure I only consented to what I felt comfortable doing. Even in a dream. I thought about how maybe she was like I was in my last relationship. The one who was moved to love. And so we danced, tangled, and I was blissful.