A New Kind of Literary Pulse

Christopher Frost was the number one prospect in soccer coming out of Portside High School in Galveston,Texas. He had always had a passion for soccer. From a young age, he excelled beyond the others ... [+]

I stared at the the courtroom bench in front of me, tracing the wood grain with my eyes. The scuff marks where jewelry had struck the top of the bench. The small nicks on the arm rest. The faint ... [+]

As I lay in my bed looking at the two dark wooden beams on the ceiling, I thought about stuff, our day, my new clothes, but mostly about Ty.  Ty is not my real brother, not exactly.  Ty is my ... [+]

I am the only one of my kind.
No one knows me. No one understands me.
It’s for their own safety.
No one can know. No one.
I trudge down the muddy main road, a bucket of fish in one ... [+]

He is always here. No one can see him. Even I can’t see him; but I know he is there. I can feel him. The presence floats around me like a soap bubble that will never pop. Sometimes when I stand ... [+]

The yells for creations surround Yoshi as he learns the little things. He observes the chef chopping the onions, the silky folds falling from the orb, his fingers wandering down the length of the ... [+]

Lying in the dark, he whispered their names. The same names he whispered every morning.
“Spencer, Mack, Jones, and Cox.”
Luke Murphy woke up before the alarm, not because he was ... [+]

After my mind fully communicated my whereabouts to my eyes, I immediately realized that I didn’t want to be here. I quickly shut my eyes in hopes of catching another glimpse of that blissful dream ... [+]

The lights, the cameras, the crowd---the vibrations below his feet, they were what he loved---lived for. His loved ones, he could recall, asked why he chose to do what he did.
Why sing? ... [+]

She didn’t want to do it anymore. Her breaths were coming out ragged and sharp, and her throat was extremely dry. She could feel the cold wrapping around her, like a large hand trying to choke he ... [+]

It was fall, and the traffic lights were changing to gorgeous shades of yellow and red. Charlie Aires paid them no mind. He was pushing eighty, dropping speed only when one exit and then the next to ... [+]

I was fifteen years old when it happened. I lived with my family, which included my mom, dad, my sister Lea, and my brother John, who was the same age as me. John and I did everything together, and ... [+]

Loser. The world would be better off without you. Those are phrases that stuck with Dante Clemson, a young boy from Vicksburg, Mississippi. Being of Dante’s color in the town that he lived in ... [+]

It was a bright, cool, sunny morning in October in a small town in Maine close to the border. The population of this small town was about 1900 people. Every morning, the air smelled of fresh baked ... [+]

Part One
Operation Deadlock was a very bloody operation in our corrupt world where there is only war and bloodshed left. I would describe it as more like something you would expect to see in ... [+]

Here I am at this Face Your Fears Event about to do something I've never been able to do. My mind took me back to that unforgettable day.
I entered a stall in the girls' bathroom. Assured by ... [+]