We Ran With Flames

by Ashlie Allen

She said she’s leaving and taking me with her. We held hands and ran with our colliding shadows. We didn’t know we were on fire until we tumbled in the creek and saw the steam rising from our clothes.

Ashlie Allen writes fiction and poetry. Besides being a writer, she would like to become a photographer one day. Her work has been published by Vending Machine Press, Burningword Literary Journal, The Squawk Back, East Coast Literary Review, Conclave: A Journal of Character and others.