weekend sex change.

do I put "none?"

There wasn't any signal on the phone. It was a touch-screen paper weight for now.

 

I opened the bathroom door not too long after I had shut it, sliding the phone back into my pocket and using my right hand to turn off the left-handed light switch. From both ends of the hallway, I could hear the unfiltered noise of drinking youths and laughing. Deciding to go towards the front of the house, I stopped when I heard the harsh call of someone clearing their nostrils.

 

Within two seconds, I was going the opposite way, towards the back of the house, towards someone's bedroom. The door is partially open and I pray to chance that I know someone in the room.

 

"Share?" is the first thing that tumbles out of my mouth as I slip into the bright room. Wu Tang's playing and there's a pill on the table, crushed to bits with a lighter and a business card, organized into little lines. Everyone's sitting around with wide eyes and singing words to themselves, subbing out notions for conversations.

 

A short girl whom I had met the previous weekend fumbles a rolled up dollar in between her tiny fingers. She looks up at me with my sister's eyes and smiles. "Of course. I told you to come back here, silly." I don't remember her saying this.

 

I think for a second that she wants to f**k me.

 

But that is not what I want.

 

Like a bumbling boy proposing for marriage (with only John Cusack films to guide him), I'm down on one knee quickly, my face to the table, ready to change my perspective. I pause. Maybe I should ask what it is first.

 

I point to it and simply say "this?" She smiles and brushes a bleached blonde hair strand out of her face, "you'll like it, don't worry." I am not satisfied in the least with that answer. But I have a headache that needs to disappear and a reality that needs altering.

 

So I do them.

 

...

 

There was a racket from the hallway. Apparently they came in through the windows and tackled our children, started f*****g the women, began f*****g the men next. I didn't really see much of the family after that.