Author: EM Morgan

  • Ruins – A Poem

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    EM Morgan

    Ruins I Like a city in ruinsMy heart crumbledLeaving me to rebuild.Time doesn’t heal.Hope does.With each passing day,The light and hope return,Brick by brick –Stone by stone.– EM Morgan

  • The Smartest Man in the Room

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    EM Morgan

    “The role of the artist is exactly the same as the role of the lover. If I love you, I have to make you conscious of the things you don’t see.” ― James Baldwin The Smartest Man in the Room He’s the smartest man in the room. He doesn’t know…

  • A New Year and a Mostly Blank Slate

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    EM Morgan

    This might be a part one of a few posts, as a year of goals takes shape over the next few days… It has been a weird 8 days. I have so much to say and no ability to write it here. I’m with family at the moment and it…

  • Aaron & Annie: A Short Story About Cutting Yourself Free

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    EM Morgan

    Tonight, I sat at my desk in the front bedroom, facing North Carolina Avenue. This busy southeast D.C. neighborhood somehow seems busier on autumn evenings. From my perch, the neighbor’s walk home from the Metro or Capitol Hill. And every once in a while, I laugh at the man I…

  • Winter Solstice

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    EM Morgan

    Winter Solstice On the longest,Darkest nightOf the year, theWarmth and lightOf hope will beBurning bright.-EM Morgan