A New Kind of Literary Pulse

The Museum of Data was always open at this hour.
Quiet. Undisturbed.  Just Theo and the machines. In the back rows below, the cooling fans whispered under their breath.
Towered overhead the buzz of ...  [+]

It isn't raining. Heartbreaking moments are supposed to be accompanied by the sound of rain, or so the assumption goes. But it isn't raining. Not a single cloud is in the sky. The sun shines bright ...  [+]

Long ago, before roads were carved into the mountains, the Kyrgyz lived close to the sky. They moved with their herds through the high valleys, spoke softly to the rivers, and believed the wind ...  [+]

 Maxien charges ahead, knuckles stretching his skin to the edge, aimed towards the King of the planet. He has had enough of his rules. The punishment. The control. This was inevitable, the day Maxien ...  [+]

As a child, I remembered the face of my imaginary friend better than that of my own father. Unlike my father, my imaginary friend was a continuous presence. As a child, he seemed, to me, a giant with ...  [+]

My family were the shamans of our community before we moved to Anchorage. We facilitate connection between humans and the spirits. The essences are unaware that most people cannot see them, yet they ...  [+]

My steps into the grimy room felt heavy, every surface covered in dirt and rust. The room was damp like an old sewer pipe full of rats. I was one of those rats, a dirty man. "Sit down here," the man ...  [+]

I remember the exact moment I woke up. The sway of the ship, familiar and calm, rocked my hammock without anything heeding it. Whatever storm we saw in the distance must have blown over without a ...  [+]

I adore pain. It's an addiction that has me salivating at a mere brush with it. Like any addiction, this enslavement, how much does it really cost? To have it poison my veins - I am its most willing ...  [+]

We'd been in line for two hours already. The number of people waiting reminds me of the lines you'd see in SoHo for a newly opened bar, except we are outside a hospital clinic and everyone wears the ...  [+]

It was a long time ago when a young wife and her husband moved into a quiet neighborhood that was on the edge of a small town. Everything was new to her. A fresh smell of new beginnings. Every ...  [+]

I rushed down the street to our apartment, butterflies thrumming in my stomach. Pictures of our new home's skyline would finally hold meaning, her laughter would reverberate off the walls of a quaint ...  [+]

MCE stretches endlessly before me, and somewhere between the rushing traffic and Marina Bay's glittering towers, my kopi-C grows cold.The sun bleeds orange into the water the same colors that seem to ...  [+]

She shows up on his campus exactly one week after he tells her, hushed despite the fact that no one's around and they're on a phone call, that he's been thinking about killing himself. That he doesn't ...  [+]

Recipe for Tamales    Step 1: Gather the following: Ingredients:                   Materials: -masa mix                    -your grandmother's tortillador             -chicken breast            ...  [+]

"The All Inn is the only all-in-one inn for one and all! You can find it all in the all inn! Let's get you checked in!"             Myles waved politely back at the concierge behind the counter. It ...  [+]

Hallow Creek lies before me, my hometown wearing a stranger's weather. Water licks my ankles. A black owl drops onto a lamppost and clicks its beak. "My name is Lancelot. You don't belong here," it ...  [+]

 Let's get one thing straight, okay? I didn't expect working for supervillains to be glamorous. I didn't expect it to be pleasant. Hell, if we're being honest? I expected it to be awful. To be ...  [+]