Abelha-Rainha

When the girl asked for a pina colada, I gave her one of those looks like “who the fuck are you kidding?” Her eyes were wide, and the nerdy glasses only made them wider; and with a round face she looked like she couldn’t be more than fifteen. But sure enough, she tossed me an ID that said she was legal, at least as of a week ago. My entire time waiting on her I had been deliberating what race she was. I thought maybe she was Indian, of the Native American variety that is, until I looked at her ID. Bethari Cohen was what it said. and Bethari seemed a bit more like a Hindu name than a Native name, by far. She lived up a couple roads away fro...

I stood on my toes to open the door when I heard a knock. Mommy had already told me to open it because it was going to be Mimi -- that’s what I called my grandma. Sure enough, it was her, and she reached down and picked me up, hugging me tightly like a bear. Before I knew it, she had lifted me off the ground and swung me around, then set me back on the floor on my feet. I led her to the kitchen and offered her a juice box, like Mommy always offered a drink to a visitor, but Mimi declined. She said she couldn’t have sugar anymore. “Why?” I asked, staring at her as I sat down in my special chair. Mommy said I had something called “stunted gr...

Today is the "day of reckoning." September the seventh. The day the Hasegawa family boards the plane, traveling to a land unknown to us. The weather is  pleasurable; breezy with a hint of coolness. My favourite type of weather. "Kiyoko, have you got all your things?" my father asks. Hayato is his name, on the cusp of 40. He is aging gracefully in my opinion, a slight sprinkling of salt-coloured hair amidst the jet black. Stress of work hadn't done wonders on him. I nod in response, genuinely unsure if I do to be quite truthful. I am so stressed and overloaded I don't care anymore if I am missing something. It is easier to replace it at thi...

It was an overcast day when Meilin Zhang decided to make her journey to America. To say she was nervous was quite the understatement -- here she was, only sixteen years of age, making a continental journey from her homeland to a foreign land, a land she had only heard about from books and television. Being from rural China, all she knew was farm work, and she was tired of it.So one night, in early May, Meilin snuck out of her family’s old home and to a nearby city to get a bus to Beijing. It had been her first time ever being in a big city, and she wanted to take all of it in at once. Despite it being almost four in the morning, so many th...

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"Ohh, I, apologize for that." Darcy Lewis hadn't been paying any attention to even realise she had been bumped into, nonetheless by an all-too familiar person. She would've known that voice anywhere now that she had thought about it... That odd blond man that she had hit with her car a few months before. What was he doing here? He had disappeared to some unknown land or something, leaving her colleague a complete mess. But Jane seemed to move on after some time, which Darcy found to be sad. Someone she supposedly cared so much for, forgotten in a matter of months. But then again, Darcy really hadn't had anyone for herself to care for. "I t...

Eve sat in the corner of the Atelier pub, a favourite restaurant of her's since she was young. Her spotted fur was wet, soaked with the rain falling outside for the past hour. Today was miserable for the city, and so was she. Such an awful day today, with the rain and occasional harsh winds. She was just going to hide here until the storm subsided, no matter how many days it would take. She just hated the rain... She closed her eyes briefly, letting the warmth of the whiskey she had just sipped from flow through her body in an attempt to stop her from shivering. As she lowered her head against the table, her ear brushing the table, she hea...

It was a dark, rainy and cold night when he picked her up off the side of I-85 in Greenville County. She was wearing some sort of low-shouldered shirt and her hair sat up on her head in some sort of soaked mess. He could see her legs in the dark of the car, so he assumed she had shorts on. He couldn't tell what kind of shoes she wore, if she even had them. He had no business picking up strangers on the street, really. In this side of the city it was dangerous. Augusta Road had grown to be quite a skeevy area in the past few years, and here he was only a fourth of a mile from the exit that spat you onto the road. But he saw her standing aga...