Battlestar Eclectic
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Category: flash fiction
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The evil sculptor walked among his creations, breathing the dull tang of stone. Here, a man threw a discuss. There, a girl read a book. Next to her, a horse reared up, hooves raised like fists. He was much pleased. EVIL SCULPTOR (rubbing his hands) Look at you! My marble prisoners, living like ghost flowers.…
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Tanya was raised by a narcissistic mother who’d once done catalog work, and an absent father who divided his weekend’s between paperwork and online poker. Theirs was not a church-going family. Good looks, grooming and attention to fashion served as the holy trinity. Her mother gave a lot of advice, none of which fed Tanya’s…
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THE PORTHOLE The bar had a porthole through which you could see dancers moving amid an ocean of smoke. Those without partners lined the walls like coral. A few launched bottles whose only messages were soggy beer labels. –Sarah Torribio >>last post <<next post Read more flash fiction by Sarah Torribio HERE