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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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Nov 11, 2020
A Home in the Waves
By Michael Luketich — I start with a confession: I started with a lie. I am not Michael Luketich: not on any government document, not to any
Nov 6, 2020
Eventually, I Stopped Stretching
By Annie Sisson — Strangely, when you’ve lived inside dark cells for so long, you forget what fresh air and sunlight feel like on your face
Oct 27, 2020
Unchecked Ordinary
By Rebecca Arnold — I barely remember before each puking episode, but I definitely remember after. The custodian with his can of kitty
Oct 25, 2020
Healing from the Ground Up
By Barrie Levine — I worked for hours each day, just like he did, nourishing my shattered heart with fresh air, sunlight, and memory
Oct 21, 2020
Down the River
By Lynne Mathews Abensohn — There’s a river that runs deep through my mind. When I was a kid growing up in Rhode Island, the river was just
Oct 12, 2020
Twine
By Cheryl Caesar — The Civil War has twice returned. Age and gender are an illusion. “Tell me why the ivy twines..." sing the contrapuntal
Oct 7, 2020
Once
By Dorinda McDowell — I’ve not had a bad life. But I’m not the girl I used to be. Once, nothing phased me; I’d face life with a strong smile
Oct 6, 2020
General Corona Appears in a Vision
By Jake Cosmos Aller — One day I was half napping, watching the President drone on about him being a war time president battling
Oct 1, 2020
To-Do List
By Jackie Bluu — To-Do List (Day 5) - Wake up - Brush teeth - Eat food - Do work.
Sep 26, 2020
A Poem for Breonna Taylor (June 5, 1993--March 13, 2020)
By Celucien Joseph — "Battle Ground in the ‘Gateway to the South': A Poem for Breonna Taylor" (June 5, 1993--March 13, 2020)
Sep 22, 2020
Under You
By Doc Krinberg — Eyes challenging dark laughing contempt, lapis iris holds me fast—Caught in the riptide of your eyes...my needs
Sep 21, 2020
At Yun’meng Mountain
By Cigeng Zhang — The old vine of the wild kiwi fruit bent like a flow of rivulet hanging upside down, The babbling stream ran through the
Sep 16, 2020
Flash
By Allan Lake — Better to wake up a few moments before death, even to discover yourself astride a lame donkey with a silly name.
Sep 14, 2020
Split
By Abha Das Sarma — She had waited for this very moment, Rising heartbeat and racing expectation, Now would be, the end, Of obscured nights,
Sep 12, 2020
Today I Am
By Amy Christman — A dimpled copper can that once held cookies, a gift from a friend, now newly planted, sits on the deck’s lower stair,
Sep 11, 2020
BOOKSORE
By Noelle Sterne — I should have been happy, or at least grateful. My family had gathered cozily around the Christmas tree,
Sep 10, 2020
Solidarity
By Corey Bush — My white privilege is the heritage of Irish immigrants and Anglo colonizers. It is the very land upon which I walk.
Sep 9, 2020
Death of She
By Jennifer Brown Banks — Who am I today? A survivor,
I am less than I was yesterday, Yet more than I thought I could be,
Sep 7, 2020
Walk on Water
By Jeremy Nathan Marks — I am standing in the middle of the Detroit River, my mother asking me from the Michigan shore, do you know where
Sep 7, 2020
It's Better
By Divya Parvatrao — It's better to be lonely, Than being in the crowd. It's better to stay quiet, Than explaining yourself.
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