A New Kind of Literary Pulse

She calls it a "do."She had, she says, a bit of a "do."And in that short word,Accompanied with the ... [+]

We build our homes From sailors' bones A crown conch amplifies their screams From grooves carved ... [+]

The gray field of the rain had risen. She slept on the worn patchwork quilt of the sky.When she woke ... [+]

Phone on Enter passcode: **** Phone (app) Favorites Swish Edi Scroll down Done Shit, it didn't work ... [+]

I look out the car window across night fields squinting; I can see lives I never lived I drive on ... [+]

"I may be some time," he said, easing on his fleece-lined boots. We laughed and clinked our empty ... [+]

Like a waterfall Flowing over the aged jagged rocks It has formed over the years. The rusty gutte ... [+]

I muse my bed deep think to the ceiling I hungry the biscuit tin lazy the sofa watch an old wa ... [+]

I would stand as a child and watch my mother light candles on Friday nights. She would close he ... [+]

if you concentratehard enough, sometimesthe fourth wall breaks—fading just a momentto darkened ... [+]

I know we've arrived home by the pine scent, and you almost smile as we climb from the car, saying ... [+]

Remember promise in giant red doors you saw while your knees shook at the edge of the playground ... [+]

One day, long after they were gone,cleaning out a cabinet in my grandparents' house,buried behind an ... [+]

This morning, before sunrise, I walkedalong the road, passingall the boarded-up buildings, the ... [+]

We head toward the peach orchard,the one we found midsummerat the edge of town, past the honking ... [+]

I have seen this movie before,I know how it ends, with troops in the streets,and the charred bones ... [+]

He climbed a telephone pole first;next, a cell phone tower,because he'd heard of ancient saintswho ... [+]

He lost his second wife in Buffalo.She hid behind his books and slipped awayon their due date ... [+]

If you find my sorrow     keep it. It has been too longfestering and coagulating     and self ... [+]

I often cling too longingly during hugs, hold that hand one awkward (beat) too long. Sometimes ... [+]