My name is Morta. I know, it sounds like death, that’s because well I am. Not dead. No. I am very much alive, but you see my dad is Death. […]
A poem in honor of the amazing strides the LGBTQ community is making this year.
Today’s Everyday Empowerment goes to 14 year-old Ahmed for building a clock. What’s that you heard? A kid built a clock and it’s making national news? Don’t kids have to […]
my last post was Hiatus and then i took another Hiatus even… longer than the last one so much longer. so much more… painful, too. i guess the Hiatus itself […]
I stopped I could, maybe, articulate the Why. I know I could and, maybe, should but for as much as I want to lay my heart bare, believing this was […]