BLUE
By Anne Whitehouse — When I hung up the clothes I had brought with me, I saw they all were shades of blue. This is the color I come back to,
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:
BLUE
Roll. Stuff. Layer.
Who Am I today?
Salix Babylonica
Bee–stingly sister
Aging in a Time of Pandemic
Travel Diary
Queen of Death
That is My Name
Oh! My Dear Face
The Story I Write
Looks Can Be Deceiving
We are hit hard
Life's Creator
Finally
Speed Grieving
Aaj Mein kaun?
Krapp's Last Tape
Three Poems
Today's Me