If two roads diverged in a yellow wood, ideally, you’d be traveling in pairs. Someone could take one, someone the other, and you could meet back and report what each road was like. Or maybe you’re wandering through the woods in groups of three, or seven, or twelve. Maybe someone takes one road; someone crashes through the underbrush; someone climbs a tree; someone sits quietly, staring down the road less traveled and listening closely for the distant wanderer step, step, stepping toward them.
This is roam. We’re fascinated by artists’ ability to find their own paths away from a common starting point. We want you to look at our prompts and show us what kind of creative roads you can pave. Show us your weird, your romantic, your scary, your joyful, your “things we can’t anticipate because we are not you.”
We are here in pursuit of stories told by the only person who could possibly tell them. Thank you for showing us where you roam.