Every spring, I pollinate the squash. With a cotton swab, I transfer pollen from male flowers to female flowers. But when the first squash flowers bloom this M...
Interviewed by Sommer Schafer
Read Michelle Ross' fiction piece, Squash
Sommer: Let me just start out by saying, I’M JEALOUS! At 399 words, you have created ...
When he opens the shutters, Oliver isn’t sure at first what he’s looking at. From their bedroom window, the shimmery cluster of bees on their mesquite tree look...
Interviewed by Sommer Schafer
Read Michelle Ross' fiction piece, Swarming
Sommer: This story is a great example of an omniscient narrator, in which the ...
Rachel has been deflecting Kat for months, but then she invites Kat to her apartment to swim. It’s a strange invitation: swim? The kind of thing Kat did with gi...
I’m refilling my plastic cup with ginger ale in the hostess’s kitchen when a woman, the mother of the naked toddler with the obscenely long penis, says to anoth...
