Short Fictions from Web Del Sol


Bradford Morrow

The armadillo is a fortress. It looks like the Michelin tire man, but without the smile and friendly waving hand; it looks like a honeybee hive tipped on its side, but with a tongue hanging out of its dolphin's blow hole. They say armadillos eat ants. I doubt it. Who would want to eat ants? Anyway, that's what anteaters are for. What the armadillo does is it curls up when it thinks it is threatened. Then it looks like an old-fashioned football, but less appetizing. I know I would never want to eat an armadillo. I'd rather eat honey, or a bit of tire. I'd rather eat an ant.

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