Where Vultures Are Known as Zopilotes

Prompted Flash Fiction (trousers, dog, desert)

The dog was a reddish-tan color not unlike dusty copper and lay with its tail wrapped around its body in a small depression it had dug in the loose sand at the base of a palo verde. The dog didn’t move except to blink and, from time to time, twitch its eyebrows with worry.

The man lay face down in the sand. He was naked. His lips were cracked and split, …