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THEMES by PROMPT
We publish writing using a series of prompts as an entry point for exploring emotions, personal histories, shared truths, joy, grief, shame, and those themes that matter most to us in our hearts.
Explore the themes by prompt below:
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Feb 9
A FALSE SKY
By Dr. Balesh Jindal — Stripped down trees by the gentle fall winds, the wind knocked her down. She was meant to slip and slide to the


Jan 15
The amaranthine fairy
By Paweł Markiewicz — You are autumn fantasy, born from oak. Like rain of demand you fill chivalry. Stars of non-destruction need your


Dec 7, 2024
I Was So Tender
By Gerry Grubbs — I was so tender this morning. The way you feel when broken open, a softness comes. Doesn't matter if it is happiness or

Aug 2, 2024
Be
By Claire H Coenen — I want to give my life to wind, receive the sway of weeds, receive the song of bees, bees, bees, being. Not busy.


Jun 13, 2024
A CHEF OF SORTS
By Tim Suermondt — The noodles beginning to boil, meat simmering in the pan and the already made salad sparkles—as I remember my friend who


May 22, 2024
Soul Mechanic
By John Swainston — Visited many places in my life. There are those that I remember and some forgotten or wish I could. There is a place I


Mar 1, 2024
Thanksgiving
By Tori Dudley — So, there I was, navigating the chaos of the Thanksgiving kitchen, apron tied tight and determination etched on my face.


Feb 10, 2024
She Learned It From The Moon
By Gerry Grubbs — I am humming an old song she used to sing, saying she learned it from her father who learned it from his mother who it is


Dec 5, 2023
Moments in a Dream
By Birdman313 — Miracles fall like raindrops from the heavens on this dry thirsty land. You awaken in the morning after finally getting a


Oct 23, 2023
After
By Craig R Kirchner — The need to do, leaves the solar plexus, dissipates down the arms and legs, out through the fingers and toes. It's an

Sep 25, 2023
Untouchable Joy!
By Lorna Larson — Maybe I wanted to experience the plea of that twelve year old, sitting on the toilet, asking God, "Why? Why is this

Jul 6, 2023
Sonnet about Apollonian beauty of the world
By Paweł Markiewicz — We muse about astonishing moon. We dream of the surprising vessel. We philosophize about fair throne. We describe


Mar 28, 2023
Chicken coquettes
By Doug Holder — They are such flirts
shaking their ample rumps and breasts,
a ruffle of come hither feathers pecking out a mating song


Mar 8, 2023
My First Meadow: White Mountains, Arizona
By Evelyn J. Caballero — I run among wildflowers in a meadow so vast, arms waving, laughing loud, trying to catch the wind whispering by me


Jan 23, 2023
Sullen Joys
By Glenn Marchand — By twinges in twilight, suffused, bewildered, and aloof from pegs; rocket wings, severed from emotion, unable to grasp


Jan 12, 2023
The Only Time the World is Perfect
By Nolcha Fox — In miniature the world
is perfect, once a year at Christmas time. The train runs round the Christmas tree, never going off
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