A New Kind of Literary Pulse

It had been 364 days since the last November 4th. Tomorrow’s November 4th would be a sort of anniversary.
Sophie threw her phone down and slammed her head into the pillows. Her phone still ... [+]

Aaira. A name, a beautiful sound, a state of mind. August 22, 2017, Aaira al-Meer sauntered into our eighth grade classroom.
She wore denim jeans and a cobalt UCLA hoodie, like half of ou ... [+]

Another day of terror, waking up and going on the school bus is a nightmare already. The other kids pick on me every day. I always work alone on projects. nobody talks to me, nor do I socialize with ... [+]

Once upon a time, in a kingdom so far away it staggers the imagination, there lived a handsome prince named Mortimore. To be perfectly honest, Mortimore was not that good looking. He wore tremendously ... [+]

I wake up already feeling the knife digging into my back. Or at least that's what it feels like. I roll out of my wrapped up taco of a blanket and the tiniest piece of my stomach hits the cold wood ... [+]

Courage didn’t come easily to Cordelia nor did it come when she wanted it usually she was small and meek with big brown eyes covered by thick glasses with a wild head of hair often tucked into a red ... [+]

Jack and Senna huddled together on the cot in the small bunker that had been their home for the last six months. Their little bunker was one of many and though its furnishings were meager, it was home ... [+]

They're going to carve pumpkins.? Or at least one. Deciding on the proper way to cut is my decision, I suppose. Because I am Pumpkin? Pamela. And while a pumpkin is a squash, they be cuttin on my ... [+]

As I ran, I felt the rain hit my face like a thousand needles. I stop to grab some air, and as I did I could hear the footsteps hit the brick floor. I must get out of the city. it's our only chance ... [+]

It was now officially fall, and winter was coming swiftly. The temperature stopped changing at random, finally gave in and decided to be cold. You could tell because Maisie was wearing three layers ... [+]

In our generation “Generation Z” we have a misconception that age has an effect on our life choices and decisions. But in reality, the only thing that affects our capability when it comes to ... [+]

I left my room with my hands full, but still managed to quietly and slowly shut my door. At the end of the hall I could see the open doorway to the living room. The lights from the room reflected in ... [+]

Leah pulled up at the restaurant and turned the car off. She stared up at the once white sign on the door, now so dirty she could barely make out the hours. She didn’t need to see them to know they ... [+]

The pyre had been built and ready for almost an hour now, and the village below the hilltop was aglow with the setting sun. All that was needed now was for the few villagers that were able to come to ... [+]

For the first few miles, the excursion was painted in bitter silence. Harrison’s socks were wet and his knee ached. The couple hiked, sucking wet air, dispelling vapors; neither mentioning a plan ... [+]

Pop!
That piercing sound split my ears with a ringing and the world went black. A sharp, direct pressure shoved me backwards. Eyes squeezed shut, I stumbled and fell flat on my back, wheezing as ... [+]

Benjamin’s bones ached and his skin stung from the harsh winter winds. The past five hours had been nothing but non-stop trudging through the freshly driven New England snow and he felt no closer to ... [+]