Saroyan Coles
Bio
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
Stories (233/0)
Firewall:
This is a tale of Echo Green, a surreal artist living in the heart of the city with her daughter Query. Her narrow bungalow squeezed between two storefronts on Easy Street. Side eying the steely power plant from her corner window. The smokestacks admitted a plume of gas that looked like runway lights at night.
By Saroyan Colesabout a year ago in Fiction
The Red Glare:
I wasn’t in the back of a hearse that day, nor a bullet train, but I wouldn’t be returning home that night either. Candy pelted the eager spectators, as flashes of regulation fire engine horns honked. Mothers gripped the hands of toddlers tightly, as ice cream dripped down the burnt sugar cone. The asphalt cracked under the pressure of tire treads and marching band flaggers' sneakers.
By Saroyan Coles2 years ago in Poets