A New Kind of Literary Pulse

Gravity’s hands pushes against my body. Pinning me down on my bed. For the past two days, it’s been like this. The only time I’ve gotten up was to use the bathroom. Eating is on the bottom of my ... [+]

Beneath me, the wind howled as it whipped tiny clumps of dirt up and over the side of the cliff. Even a few feet back from the tipping point, the air caught in my clothes, billowing them out like a ... [+]

As my car shuddered to a stop, I reminded myself again that this was the worst idea I’ve ever had. Who asks their crush to prom a week before it happens? With a groan, I let my head fall back onto ... [+]

All things at the molecular level are made of energy. Energy cannot be destroyed. In the end it merely changes form.
I open my eyes with anticipation. Good, I think to myself, I am still here ... [+]

She listened while he spoke. His voice was like a fuzzy caterpillar and barely audible against the glow of the holiday lights, sparkling blue and green, white and gold. Tiny bulbs like fireflies in ... [+]

Vrrrrrtttt...Katie jumped as her phone vibrated her out of her daydream. “Hello.” she said with a slow hesitation, hoping this was the call she had been waiting for all day.
“May I speak ... [+]

I sit here in the dark wondering where I am. Another day of not even knowing what is going on right in front of me. I hear the footsteps-- heavy, loud. His hand grabs my arm, the whole thing fitting ... [+]

The old woman comes around every day. Selling her beloved chuk-chanti in the Ugandan village. The spicy delight brought warmth in the poor souls at the market.
No one knew what age she was ... [+]

Amanda’s heart was beating so hard it threatened to break the walls of her chest, but this paradoxical fact still remained: she was a dead woman.
She took one last look down at the words ... [+]

All I noticed was a loud beeping sound. My eyes were blinded by the white light above me. Each passing minute made it clearer as to where I was. My eyes were sore, and I just started feeling my ... [+]

Edmund smiled up at the sun as his hands rested gently on top of the box of old records. There were thirty one. Two of them double albums. He was twenty-three but dressed like a much older man ... [+]

“We have a sub in Mrs. Abernathy’s class!”
My blood runs cold at the words, my PSP hanging limply in my hands. The Dissidia boss I had been so desperate to beat a second ago blasts my ... [+]

“Millennials don’t seem to want to work very hard.”
I’d heard this statement more than a few times before I observed this gross generalization firsthand. As pigeonholing and ... [+]

They had been at the beach all morning, the three of them baking slowly, going into the water at different intervals and for different lengths of time. Their positions on the beach were similarly ... [+]

The salty ocean air whipped against her small body, shaking her. Rocks rolling against each other as the tide pulled pebbles back to the water filled the emptiness that managed to make her feel more ... [+]

Kay stared in wonder at the sprawling castle that loomed larger and larger as the van bumped its way up the driveway. She had seen pictures of course—like the one on the front of the study abroad ... [+]

“For a civilization built on accumulating knowledge, the people of Veritas know surprisingly little about courage.”
I turned, unsettled, but saw nothing unusual, just rows of bookshelves ... [+]

The myth of the Giant is a scary one. many people claimed to have seen this Giant, but they all describe it differently.
It was a Giant with wings! Michelle exclaimed, and it grabbed me and ... [+]