Mardeah GbotoeIf words didn’t have sound, how careless would we speak without thought?I have been thinking of grandmothers lately.May 9, 2019May 9, 2019
Mardeah GbotoeinSpeak to LiveAsk, Beg, Seduce“Show the world your thighs!” my instructor Chicava Honeychild commands while the class slowing touched our legs down from our feets to our…May 7, 2019May 7, 2019
Mardeah GbotoeinSpeak to LiveWhen Avoiding becomes ConfrontingThe heaviness overwhelmed my lungs. Palpitations grew stronger, suffocating under unfinished demands. Are there not enough hours in the…May 4, 2019May 4, 2019
Mardeah GbotoeThe Fork in the Road: Meeting People Where They StandThe wind brushed across my neck as a young gentleman smiled at me. As careless as the wind, I smiled back. He noticed I had been standing…May 1, 2019May 1, 2019
Mardeah GbotoeinSpeak to LiveWhen Sharing is Interrupted“All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.”Apr 25, 2019Apr 25, 2019