Saroyan Coles
Bio
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
Stories (233/0)
Tundra Truce
Snowstorm howls like a Tundra wolf, gusts tear at Flykra cloak. Flakes bite, sink like fangs into exposed skin, carrying a sting of isolation. Frosted-rimmed panes of this cabin reveal boughs of Jasmine groaning under suffocating whiteness. Ventured out for kindling, drawn by the promise of a thaw never shown.Flykra’s breath misting ice-kissed air, meager fire, sputters, defiantly as an ember against the icy claw of winter. Fingers, despite being gloved, were numb, as hunger gnawed at her belly. Through drifts she escaped the harsh blizzard's grasp, clinging to this isolated haven. Flykra’s hope dwindling with lingering vapors.
By Saroyan Coles2 months ago in Poets
Rebellious Music: Make a Scene
In the words of Biafra, former lead singer of Dead Kennedy’s, “Punk is not dead. Punk will only die when corporations can exploit, and mass produce it.” I want to expand the sub-genre of pop-punk and how it can be viewed through the four interdisciplinary lenses. The punk music scene “has two components. The music and then the mindset.” (The Orbital) Looking at the pop-punk sub-genre’s evolvement within society from a personal and historical perspective it is possible to explore the music’s impact on culture.
By Saroyan Coles10 months ago in Education
T.S Elliot:
Ezra Pound weighed in on the modernist movement and promoted artists like T.S. Eliot. In The Wasteland edited by Pound, there’s a collation between infertility, nihilism, and human consciousness. In The Wasteland poetic form is a monologue. Interestingly the poem is written from multiple points of view. This type of literary device used is fragmentation. This illustrates how fragile human minds are because of WWI. The tone of the poem could be defined as
By Saroyan Coles10 months ago in Education
I'll be Seeing You:
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own, yet I could not forsake the resemblance between the woman’s gaze and the emptiness of my own. She held the shard of glass like a serrated kitchen knife. The woman kept looking over her shoulder.
By Saroyan Colesabout a year ago in Fiction
Dugout of Trouble:
The Corps of Discovery set out without a map or knowledge of possible dangers to find a route to the Pacific Ocean. We’ve all heard frontiersmen tales, but have you heard the story of Seaman, the Newfoundland who played tug of war with Lewis and Clark’s rigging and saved their expedition?
By Saroyan Colesabout a year ago in Fiction