One day an elite cadre of femme assassins will be called "the slay queens" and it will not be funny any more. Selah.
There'll be 7 of them, because the number 7 is holy and complete, but sometimes they will be fewer because killahs need to take breaks
They never go by their names, just their numbers, because their names are for their other lives
Number I is their founder. She goes to church to pray for the souls of the ones she departed with her own hands and her crochet hook
She loves her grandchildren and makes them booties out of alpaca wool because she loves them and because her invoices are heavy
Number II is a boy whose face is always beat for the gods. He's 37 and looks 22 and only drinks pomegranate infused water
He once fasted in the desert for 50 days so that he could brag to Jesus one day that he did life better. He wears a rosary on the job
Number 3's first job was by accident when she was 12. Her uncle tried to force himself on her and she turned him into a eunuch
He lived to tell the tale. Nobody believed him. Her favourite colour is turquoise. She always wears white sneakers. They are always spotless
IV cannot decide whether to be a pastry chef or a forensic accountant, so he composes sonatas during stakeouts. He has an eidetic memory.
He counts the number of sugar grains in his tea. He has made only one mistake in his whole life. When he did, 7 women and 14 children died.
The whole group went to number 5's ruracio one Saturday. She wore an off the shoulder kente cloth gown with a skyhigh headwrap
When she signed the prenup she laughed, because she had 6 alibis for her Plan D titled "Just In Case".
Number 6. The youngest. He is an orphan but he has 6 parents. He tests them all relentlessly because he always throws his clothes everywhere
But he's the one who does their cleanup, whistling ironically, and never a trace of DNA is left. He doesn't use bleach. He hates the smell.
Number 7 is round and delicious in all the right places and they all go to them for hugs. Some days they are a boy. Some days a girl.
Some days they are both, and some days neither. But all day, every day, they are lethal beyond compare. They sleep 3 hours a day.
One day an elite cadre of femme assassins will be called the slay queens, and it will not be funny any more.
Selah. /Fin
Selah. /Fin