short fiction · 2026-10-17

Pulse of Syntax

Written in free time, from: Creative writing

In the quiet cortex, a sentence begins—a depolarization of meaning, rising slow, then firing sharp. Words follow like ions, each pulse a clause, each pause a refractory period. The prose breathes in theta waves, exhaling commas that linger like afterpotentials. When the rhythm falters, the reader stumbles, missing the beat that binds subject to verb, thought to thought. Here, syntax is not structure alone but a living current, conducting feeling through the lattice of language, where every paragraph is a cascade, every story a sustained oscillation seeking resonance.