Battlestar Eclectic
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Category: flash fiction
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She liked to fill the coffee filter full to brimming with sugar, brew it and then bitter it up with a spoonful of coffee grounds. He had a sweet tooth, too, and though her cooking—particularly her elaborate preparations of crepes, ganaches, tarts and brule—was legendary, often he would excuse himself, saying, “Sorry, dear, I had…
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TAMMYHe’s not exactly good-looking but, sometimes, when the light catches him just right, he’s beautiful. You should have seen him at the bonfire. ROBERTAI like the way you put that: the light catches him just right. (leaning forward, intent)I wish I knew a boy I could love. –Sarah Torribio <<last post >>next post See more…
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Tricia grew up in a desert town pocked by an abandoned copper mine, lost jobs and lost honor. Her high school was an Art Deco vision blurred by chem trails and tumbleweeds. It was fashioned from asbestos and dreams and funded by Franklin D. Roosevelt’s Works Progress Administration. It got bigger and emptier as folks…