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The
Premier
online
literary
journal
for
Expressive
Writing
The
Premier
online
literary
journal
for
Expressive
Writing
JOURNAL OF
EXPRESSIVE WRITING
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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Oct 19, 2021
Ask Me Your Fortune, If You Dare!
By Anita Nahal — Lentil or meat in a steaming hot pot. Reeked heavy and was badly sought. Remnants of birds in the ladle. Ramifications
Oct 17, 2021
Where I’m Writing From
By Kim Biello Sarrosick — I’m writing from my “office” — the windowless basement guest room, yoga studio, storage space that became my
Oct 14, 2021
Another Day
By Ian Willey — A girl on the train was crying and no one noticed. No one noticed as something fell from the bottom of a B-29 as it passed
Oct 11, 2021
I Should Have Said
By Gerry Grubbs — I should have said How lovely you were last night. I should have said I knew the stars were out because I could see you
Oct 9, 2021
Once, Subdivided
By D.R. James — Like self-exiles, I was proximal; I was blue spot-lit, gray spot-lit, somebody’s sector. I nudged slushy snow by nose and
Oct 7, 2021
Walking Down the Street
By Diane Kendig — I am stopped by a man who wants to know if my hat is for Navy. “No, it’s my dad’s Army Air Corps hat,” I say, hold it at
Oct 5, 2021
Yahrzeit
ByJeremy Nathan Marks — I discover that in his foresight he has paid for bulbs for my father my mother, my sister, and me. He tells me had I
Oct 4, 2021
I Am
By Damaris Abreu — I’ve experienced vulnerable moments in which I shared my heart with total strangers because of the safe setting of the
Oct 3, 2021
Concussion to my Head
By Evelyn J Caballero — A fellow writer says, “Writing helps you deal with pain,
heal from the trauma.” I apply this to the concussion of
Sep 29, 2021
My Young Nephew
By REN — Having been privileged to receive and finish education years before the pandemic, I sometimes worry for my young nephew. He's
Sep 26, 2021
Come with me
By Raluca Buttner — Come step out onto the clouds with me. Why be so afraid to leave the world behind, with its roofs and screened windows?
Sep 23, 2021
Dear Nana
By Kim Steinberg — For eleven years, you lived on a sadist’s charity. The year was 1918. You were two years old, living in the port city of
Sep 21, 2021
As Above, So Below: Summoning Divine Protection and Guidance
By DeeAnna Nagel & Cedric Speyer — Please remove all negative cords, frequencies, vibrations, and energies that have attached in me, on me
Sep 19, 2021
Sunday
By Jeremiah K Durick — What It’s Like
And so it’s Sunday, the end of a set of days. The beginning of another. A pause of sorts, something
Sep 16, 2021
The Origins of Creative Endeavours
By Todd Sullivan — I end every Zoom interview the same way. “Before we go, do you have any final questions?” I've interviewed some 90
Sep 13, 2021
She Walks Alone
By John L. Swainston — She walks alone. The years have passed. So, has he. No one to share this unchanged beauty. The babies have their own
Sep 11, 2021
More Tender Mystery
By Rebecca Jane — He promised their minds would birth new stars, then pushed her off the flight over the Eastern Abyss of Abuse. She landed
Sep 8, 2021
What the Sheltering Do
By Lana Hechtman Ayers — Turnips are all I eat for the fifth night this week
because the market is out of everything,
and facial tissues
Sep 3, 2021
Through the Evening Fog
By Yuna Kang — It is hard enough to love you, harder still to remember you.
I scribble down the final pulses of trauma you gave me, hoping
Sep 1, 2021
Morning Raga
By Shome Dasgupta — I've heard through stories about my ancestors—they told—a petal can sing a song from before existence— now as I look
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