Adri Soto

Joined June 2021

19 stories

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Sometimes the greatest joys in life are in the worlds we like to get lost in. I enjoy creating them far too much and am always open to feedback!

26-year-old aspiring writer/artist/singer with a daughter to hopefully one day impress

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The Broken Version
It started small. A crack, a groan, a hint of amber dancing by. It’s as if it knew it was taking too long, for in a moment it took everything with it. The flame burst through the carefully set trinkets, the portraits that adorned the walls, the furniture we wore in. I just watched it burn, thinking if I stood still long enough it would freeze too.
By Adri Soto4 years ago in Fiction
To Infinity and Beyond
Grandma, It was lucky to have seen you, To have known your light. We were lucky to grow with you, To know you as you were,
By Adri Soto4 years ago in Families
A Sisyphean Task and a Rare Reward
I love my job because… it's simple. My life was once a cacophony of people, places, and responsibilities. My day-to-day consisted of meaningless interactions where I would say “I’m good how are you?” at least twelve times a day. I was a bright-eyed bushy-tailed twenty-one-year-old who was ready to take on the world; I genuinely thought I had it all figured out too. I was working as a waitress at a very popular breakfast eatery in a town that’s best known for cow manure. I really wish I was joking, but that is how I identified where I lived to people who wanted to visit.
By Adri Soto4 years ago in Journal
Old Fashioned
I inherited the house from my grandparents, they could best be described as the traditional types. Grandma cooked and cleaned; Grandpa worked eight to five every day. He would come home, set his knitted newsboy cap on the hook by the door, and lumber his way to the dinner table. His grunts would fill the small home; there was no “honey I’m home!” No kisses or show of affection, a curt nod would pass between them, as food was placed on the table in front of him. I always thought it was like a black and white film that had been stuck in the player for too long.
By Adri Soto5 years ago in Fiction
Hideaway
A coral sky shines down Grass soft to the touch Tall enough to get lost in Wind whispering, A rhetoric of sorts Posing an unanswered question
By Adri Soto5 years ago in Poets
The Infinite Coil
The dirt filled air hit my lungs quickly and without mercy. My hand hit the cold metal of the door handle with an alarming jolt. I found myself leaning on the wooden frame of the barn, alone except for the slight wink of the stars. Groggily I looked around me, the familiar dirt path lay in front of the decaying building. My footsteps left their mark on it, but I don’t know why I came here.
By Adri Soto5 years ago in Fiction
The Uncanny Valley
The night was still, the streets wet with fresh rain. Guards patrolled the quiet buildings, looking through windows and edging across rooftops. Their uniforms glinted in the moonlight, an abrasive silver and blue, it was hard to picture them as people sometimes. They all blended, one giant mass of shapeless voices. I think the weirdest thing about them was their smile or lack thereof. Have you ever seen a man smile but no muscle moved? It’s more of a twitch, empty gazes met with cheeks that angled the wrong direction.
By Adri Soto5 years ago in Fiction

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The Broken Version

To Infinity and Beyond

A Sisyphean Task and a Rare Reward

Old Fashioned

Hideaway

The Infinite Coil

The Uncanny Valley

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