A New Kind of Literary Pulse

Her blazer kept getting wrinkled.
Before they had arrived, Aniya realized it was buttoned improperly, but upon fixing it, the wrinkles wouldn’t leave. If she went up there with uneven buttons ... [+]

Rowan’s breath came out in short, frosty clouds, similar to the ones above him. Attached to his hand was Annabelle, her long hair flying in the cold wind.
It was almost a miracle, seeing the ... [+]

Delicate white feathers arranged in an overlapping manner which stretched three feet in length. Soft as down plucked from a duckling, these feathers have felt the hands of but one. Yet they managed ... [+]

“You gotta stop doing this, kid.” Ben said as he rolled down the window.
I got in, buckled up, and pulled down the mirror. A couple pieces of paper fell down from the mirror. They were all ... [+]

One evening in May of 2017, a dog named Mollie gave birth to an exceptional litter of 8 puppies. The litter was exceptional because they were of all different markings and colors. Each had their own ... [+]

Sonia was the oldest child of 13 children born to Aiden and Sophia. Aiden worked in the mines for very little pay, while Sophia stayed home.
One day an unusual man came to the village with ... [+]

I sit silently missing the radiation waiting room where everyone welcomed each other and openly discussed treatments and failures. I learned more about my therapy with the scorched team of pugilists ... [+]

The sunlight streamed through the blinds as the alarm clock screamed in his ears. He reached out and fumbled to find the clock, slapping at the buttons until, finally silence. He laid back on his ... [+]

William was a stout, stubby little man hiding in the corner of his own bed. A large pillow separated him and his wife, Ann, like a barrier. I watched him as he rubbed the barrel of a polished ... [+]

A pale and white moon set on a dark, wide, and starry night. All the times I have stared at the same sky with the same stars back at home it will never compare to this. The sky, so infinite, makes you ... [+]

“Derek!”
I could hear humming and some familiar voice, but I just couldn’t put it together.
“Derek!” My father. He was calling for me.
“Finally, I have your attention ... [+]

I am afraid. I am positively made of fear. This shouldn’t be frightening, and yet here I am. Adrenaline is coursing through my veins, my blood more coffee and panic than iron and plasma. I am so ... [+]

Winifred Oaks realized the pain was escalating with no end in sight. Looking out the window she couldn’t help but to let one tear slide down her hot cheek. I will not cry, I will not cry, she ... [+]

A fly swatter started Connor’s bad dreams, and it took the Roman Empire to get rid of them. Connor discovered the fly swatter in the kitchen cupboard and couldn’t put it down – he smacked ... [+]

She was born in the morning as the sun rose over the hills, the air was crisp and full of promise. Her mother held her tiny newborn hand and took a breath full of exhausted relief as she watched he ... [+]

I hold it there in my palm, grasping it hard enough to leave an indent in my skin. Your pen. It’s red cap next to my green. It wasn’t anything of worth; just a basic utensil. But to me, it’s the ... [+]

My pulse picked up as I looked at Alexander, down on one knee before me. We’d been dating for two years, but I’d never expected this. Not here and not now. “Alexander, no. I’m so sorry. I’m ... [+]