He borrowed my pen once and I wrote a prose poem about it. That flash fiction I wrote last month contains his spectacled green eyes, the micro that will publish in August has his clearly bleached white teeth,That novella I’m still in the middle of developing has his DNA twisted all up in it. But I assure you his actual DNA has never been twisted up in mine.… more
Writer: Melissa Flores Anderson
Ants
FICTION by Melissa Flores AndersonIn organized fashion, black dots formed a line from the driver-side seat, down below the center console, just under the gear shift and onto the floor mat near my feet. I might have hummed the “Ants Go Marching,” but then I realized the ants were my fault too as I watched them collecting in a plastic bag I left in the car overnight.… more
