Daniel Sklar Likes
By Daniel Sklar —
Did you know that Daniel Sklar likes drifting in a canoe on Chebacco Lake? He also likes riding a bicycle, especially to
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literary
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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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- Jun 23, 2021
Embark
By Rose Loving — There was so much nourishment growing in that valley. The wild leeks we ate every day with eggs at dawn. The coltsfoot we
- Jun 14, 2021
I Am From
By Debra Dolan — I'm from the lonely and misunderstood. From the "I don't believe you" and "I hope you have a daughter just like you" to
- Jun 2, 2021
Phantom Writer
By Nicole Menzzasalma — She seems stressed of all things, fragile and shrewd. She says she loves me. She’s the only one that makes me sing.
- May 28, 2021
How Expressive Writing Is helping Me Feel, Deal and Heal
By Grace Calder — In 1984, at the age of twenty-four, the Harlem State Office Building in New York City is where I found a sense of closure
- May 21, 2021
Swim in New Water
By Sha Huang — In charge of my inner room, in charge of no others, exchange our colors, your purple, my blue, recharge myself with more
- May 14, 2021
Potential
By Angella Lee — Like a seed with a blueprint for becoming a flower, I contained my potential. I started deep in the ground. I couldn't
- May 10, 2021
Irreparable
By John Maurer — Drop a chandelier of stained glass into my branches, so irreparable, still kind of enchanting, a good memory
That is har
- Apr 10, 2021
O Survivor!
By M. Fatima — O Survivor! I hear you!
Tell me your story, loud and clear, I hear you! I hear your screams, I hear them loud. I hear your
- Mar 14, 2021
A Recovering Apologist
By Liz Clark — I’ve always apologized even if the issue hadn’t been my fault. Last year—I stopped apologizing. I stopped hanging my head in
- Feb 16, 2021
I am a Woman Worried
By Barbara Simmons — I am a grandmother who may not see my granddaughter until 2022. I worry that she may not remember me, she only four
- Jan 28, 2021
Dear Me
By Julianne Carew — I know you think your life is over. It even looks like it’s over. You’re on the floor of a hotel room, covered in dried
- Dec 9, 2020
Today, I am the Girl who is Free
By Linda M. Crate — Being a woman and a member of the LGBTQIA+ community, having Black family members and friends, having friends of
- 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
- 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 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
- 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 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 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 6, 2020
Hidden
By Donna Kmetz — I think too much, Processing every syllable, Certain there’s a hidden meaning, Desperate to understand
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