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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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Sep 6, 2020
Hidden
By Donna Kmetz — I think too much, Processing every syllable, Certain there’s a hidden meaning, Desperate to understand
Sep 4, 2020
She Calls Me "DD"
By Debra Dolan — I find myself in a whole new world, awakening to what really matters—supporting children and families in our society.
Sep 1, 2020
Look for the Silver Lining
By Nancy Levinson — even if it’s but a glint a splash of rainbow painted on a window
a DIY covid pinata you can kill with a stick
Aug 30, 2020
Liberate Minnesota!
By Christian Garduno — Disturbance, uprising, underserved, underprivileged
rebellion, riot, disadvantaged, at-risk youth, eruption, melee
Aug 29, 2020
Walking Our Way
By Teresa McLamb Blackmon — She slipped in the door and did her job quietly. If she felt she didn’t belong there, she was wrong.
Aug 26, 2020
Our Words Matter
By Jennifer A. Minotti, Editor-in-Chief — Please do not get caught up in the rhetoric or media sensationalism that continues to divide us.
Aug 25, 2020
Moving On
By Stephen E. Mead — I imagined perfect goodness an empty room completely one color. There anyone would be welcome.
Aug 21, 2020
Ask Me, Don't Tell Me
By Terri Lee — Ask me…Don’t tell me who I am. Don’t tell me which type of person you think I am. Don’t tell me what kind of experience I
Aug 19, 2020
My Wife Died
By Dane Ince — During Covid 19, My wife died,
Cats sat on my lap, Purring,
I went to AA in Australia, I read poetry in Berlin
Aug 18, 2020
Your Paper Bag
By Thomas Elson — You’ve heard that scream and those words for weeks, but never once have you seen who cries out.
Aug 16, 2020
Helping Hand
By Michele Sorensen — In these days and times, with so much sadness and fear going around, I like to take a few minutes every day
Aug 15, 2020
Both are True
By Matthew Miller — The maple is a green torch this morning, cardinal washing his beak in my coffee.
Aug 14, 2020
Falling
By Anita Kestin — Yesterday, it was the first time in my life that I fell at a time when I was not running fast. In fact, this time
Aug 13, 2020
Dreams
By Broeck Wahl Blumberg — In the distance, I can see and hear my people. All of them—mother, father, friends,
my beloved deceased
Aug 12, 2020
Ruh se Roobaroo
By S. Rupsha Mitra — Allow the exterior voices whizz past like parallax. Listen, deep within a rhythm plays – slowly
Aug 7, 2020
Masked Men
By Robert Knox — Those without masks are the least honest. You see them, pushing their way to the front
Aug 6, 2020
Loneliness
By Ojo Olumide Emmanuel — I lost my first tooth when I first learned how to stretch my cheeks in smiles & laughter.
Aug 3, 2020
Myself, Again
By Maureen Sullivan Keleher — I am my mother. I am not my mother. I want to keep everyone happy. I want to speak up and
Jul 31, 2020
Deep South
Theresa C. Gaynord — In our world of foldout maps,
we spread out our gypsy fingers letting them roam free all over the globe.
Jul 29, 2020
Refuge of My Skin
By Kate LaDew — She has seen me, through and through, another woman living barely 12 feet from her,
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