A Nightingale Reaches a Crescendo
By Caroline Reddy — When our soil and soul began to fade, we trapped a nightingale in a cage. I stood stained in remorse forgetting about
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:
A Nightingale Reaches a Crescendo
Growing Pains
Blurday
Blood Red Moon
WINTER MAY COME
Summertime Lost
On Reading and Writing during the Pandemic
Inexorable Fate
At Forty
Long Haul Year Two
Shelter in Place
Nesting
I Cried
Flatbush Food Co-Op
Pandemic Haibun
Pandemic Wishes
Walking Down the Street
My Young Nephew
What the Sheltering Do
The Housing Crises is Real