The Setting Sun
By Rupsingh Bhandari — Cold breezes inaugurate their evening rally. Shadows gather to incubate night. The sun withdraws its light. Blankets
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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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- Nov 19
Grandma Lives With Dead People
By Susan M. Vilardo — Grandma could weave magic with her words. One minute we were all outside with smeared PBJ faces and the next minute we
- Oct 19
Friend
By Michael H Brownstein — When I first saw you, you felt like a breeze on a hot summer's day and I knew I had to stay in your way. You had
- Sep 21
Group Photo.
By Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi — On days when grief was so hard to scrub off time's face, I crawled into the mug shot where happiness tore the
- Aug 27
Most Needed Jewellery
By Sushant Thapa — The day speaks of the delight. Garden of love welcomes another blooming flower. A bee hovers for nectar. That sweetness
- Jul 27
Birthday Foodscapes and Me
By Aparajita De — “Begin with the bitter first. Then go to the fritters and the fries. Finally, exit through the rice pudding,”
- Jul 2
Infinite reveries
By Pawel Markiewicz — The loveliest dawn dwelleths in the bosom. A mild magic word rests far below. A balmy spark flying in the soul.
- Jun 13
There's Something About Mary
By Debra Dolan — We never know where, or under what circumstances, a “bestie” will come into our life. In 1981, I met Mary—a crazy,
- May 29
I’ve learned to hug myself
By Candace M Cahill — I list ten things I am grateful for each morning before slipping out of bed. Every day includes:
My son. So thankful I
- May 14
The Family Dog
By Tod Minotti — The dog died today. Lulu. Lulu, Foo Foo, Foofie, Doofie. My dog. Our Dog. Our pet. I love her. I always will. She was the
- Apr 12
OUT FRONT
By Dee Allen — I am grateful for the bus drivers, the firefighters, the restaurant, delivery drivers, the subway train
Delivery drivers
- Mar 25
Grateful Just To Still Be
By Loretta Iwaniw-Horne — I have lost a lot of friends abruptly. I've seen them in news feeds, missing pieces of their faces and torsos.
- Mar 3
Metamorphosis
By Monalisa Parida — There was a girl
who lived in a querencia, a secret garden, where love, light surrounds. Enchantress soul uses
- Jan 27
Swimmer
By Chandra Persaud — A long time ago,I am a skill-less swimmer swallowed whole by the waves, in constant need of saving. A not so long time
- Jan 5
Tears of a Lifetime
By Linda LeMoine — I have cancer, she said. Am I dreaming? A bell rang and darkness filled the room. The voice was matter of factly.
- Dec 12, 2021
No Need to Respond
By Susan Swan — Over the past fifty years of friendship, I have lost you then found you over and over. At 18, I really did not know anything
- Nov 12, 2021
Babba and Me
By Madge Kaplan — The first bite was easy, the crunch and chewiness as familiar as gazing at my toes. On the second bite, a bit of panic.
- 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 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
- Aug 26, 2021
Porches
By Diane Forman — The first house we bought as a young married couple had a tiny side porch, just large enough for two wooden chairs