Welcome to The Daily Aftershock Writing Prompt—a daily invitation to write from the edges of aftermath, memory, rupture, and repair.
Each day, you'll receive a short, charged prompt designed to crack something open. There are no rules, only resonance. Use these however you need: to begin a poem, to open your diary, to find your voice again.
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Today I want you to think of a childhood myth that you no longer believe in.
For example, you might use this.
I used to believe the sky was held up by the trees,
that if enough were cut down, it would fall.
So I watched them, like sentinels
keeping the heavens pinned.
