Winter 2013 • Vol. XXXV No. 1 2012 Kenyon Review Short Fiction Prize |

Winter Clothes

2012 Kenyon Review Short Fiction Contest Runner-up   We wore our winter clothes. "I don't want to talk about it," said Valerie. We were riding on the bus. "I want to know." We were going to work. We had different stops. She sat by the window and looked outside. Baltimore with its windows boarded-up. We'd forgotten about that night, or pretended to. It was easy when we were fucked up on vodka and X or buying coke at 3 a.m.—the next day wasn't real. We danced on tables, walked in traffic, shared a cab with drag queens, fell down flights of stairs without any bruises. But we woke up real. She would be in the living room, asleep in front of the television. I slept fully clothed in our bed. Later we would stay under our quilt on separate sides of the couch, order subs from Mario's, watch reruns of Absolutely Fabulous until the street lights came on. Last night didn't even exist. I wouldn't have said anything. I wanted everything the same. We

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Andrea Dulanto is a Latina lesbian writer from Miami. Publications include BlazeVox, Popmatters, Sinister Wisdom, Gertrude Journal, and Court Green. Other writing can be found at andreadulanto.wordpress.com.

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