A New Kind of Literary Pulse

I remember the third step up to your apartment creaked really badly. I’d always skip it- I didn’t want anything- not even a wooden step- to know where I was going. As if it would only count that I ... [+]

The man supposed there were but two entities in existence—the nothing, and he himself, who traveled it.
 
The nothing was soft and cold and endless; the man, metallic ... [+]

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On the way to our floats, we passed the usual scenery: the government and hunter floats, the food outlet, and The Dome 4278 Dispensary.
The Dispensary was an imposing metallic structure ... [+]

I befriended her in kindergarten. She was not any of those over-the-top adjectives you would use to describe your best friend. Overall, she was an ordinary four-year old that had grabbed my attention ... [+]

What a fraud. Lies, lies, lies.
Cindy was so mad. Two years ago she had seen this day and, today, it had finally come.
It had been a strange day, that afternoon two years prior. She had run ... [+]

20 minutes ago,......
Teresa’s on her way to go home.
Well, her husband, Square Bob was washing dishes in the kitchen.
Phone rang.
“hello?”
“yes, it’s Square Bob.” ... [+]

When Logan Shu blew up, the world knew her as the first Asian American woman in space. Her Internet fanbase often compared her odd facial expressions to the late Grumpy Cat. They knew she’d gotten ... [+]

The first words I ever heard my mother say were, “Fix it.”
A man responded to her then, I remember it clearly, though it was still dark for me.
He said, “Are you sure this is what you ... [+]

It's a weird thought, a strange feeling, cold and unsettling, like a dank wet basement illuminated by a single 40 watt light bulb swinging from an unknown force.
Your hands and palms sweat ... [+]

Alice had just arrived in front of Sara’s house, knocking at her front door, hearing her conscience complain about what she did to her best friend and tears came down her face, as she had no idea ... [+]

She woke with the birds and went where she pleased, when she pleased, and nobody gave a damn, and it was fantastic. No one gave her strange sideways glances. Nobody whispered when they saw her at the ... [+]

This is how the end begins:
Nearly twenty years and you can’t say you saw it coming. Browned hair and leathered shoes, he picked up his satchel of broken parts, long feet trudging down the side ... [+]

Here you are again. You sent Death a text three hours ago and he still hasn’t responded. This seems to be the norm with him lately, and honestly, it’s getting old. You need to send a clear message ... [+]

I don’t like to think of myself as a bad person; just someone who has made awful decisions. Someone who has had rotten luck for a long time. For years, I’ve been confined in a room with no people ... [+]

Jannya remembers before the Growing.
Of course she does. It was only a year ago, and she’s been traveling ever since. She remembers traveling before, too, but always staying in Chicago, traveling ... [+]

Sent: May 13th
Lovely Kokóly,
It’s hard to imagine that I just saw you ten days ago; it already feels like it’s been a month to me. Not much has happened since I saw you last. Gomena is in ... [+]

She had spent a particularly long morning in the forest. Too long. She knew the risks, but they were hard to remember on that idyllic morning, the rays of sunlight stroking her into submission to the ... [+]

The exam coming up was very important. Monica sat at her desk, surrounded by open books, colored highlighters and pens, numerous empty cans of seltzer water and a mug with the dried remnants of he ... [+]