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Mya Speeks's Writings

Poem
when i forget
Jun.30.2011
Sometimes I forget that I am more powerful than even I can conceive   I have lived through storms that have taken me to seven levels of hell and delivered me on the shores of my mother unharmed and clothed in riches I couldn't tell you where they came from I have from time to time let it slip my mind that I am more than what even I see before me in the...
Poem
scattered pictures
Jun.24.2011
yesterday came so easy for me see i could be sitting here listening to my babies babble all day  and suddenly travel a million miles back yesterday i could hear, see and smell all the things we did back then run my fingers over past rememberances feeling the silky touch  of what was back when i'm having a hard time catching up  cause i'm so stuck on what was...
Article
I so wanna be here soon!
May.16.2011
Well let's just say that day one was a little uneventful. You know I have waaaay too many distractions, ADHD may not always be manageable without the proper guidance. I started out well, went over some of my novel. I've been doing writing execises three times a week to get the habit of writing prompts and structured timing. I discovered that I can do two things...
Poem
Who r we now
Apr.09.2011
I could sit here and tell you that nothing will change   and you and I will be forever connected at the soul weaving together the strong holds of rich african soil but we been long since gone and ain't nobody phoning home unless they asking for money   I could sit over there and tell you all the dreams of my father and the sins of long dead sons but...
Poem
Lie to me
Apr.05.2011
The first lie that I believed was all the lies I told to me   to be loved I had to be all the things in make believe   I had to be all the girls I ever saw in magazines   statuesque and lightly flavored skinny jeans to be favored   not too dark hips softly shapened no kinky hair   no belly shaking   no thickened lips no big feet no...
Poem
Blinded
Apr.05.2011
blinded by the light singing straight up to clear the air between my ears encouraging myself to rely on my senses instead of my personality sorry I couldn't rewind the clock far enough to get back all the time wasted trying to be something I ain't never been before or since but I'm here now standing between shaking knees and overworked lines trying to figure out...
Article
Apr.04.2011
I've decided to challenge myself in all ways mentally, physically, socially, spiritually, emotionally I've started exercising...if you can call it that I'll just call it moving faster than I do when I'm on the couch I've started writing... I do that anyway so that's not new I've started writing a poem a day... that will definitely challenge me because I don't...
Short Story
shawnrey by diana-blackwell
Feb.25.2011
The Women
"The Women"  is the forthcoming work of fiction which depicts the relationships of four women within the Oliphant family. Marjorie is the eldest sibling whose sudden life change creates a chain of events that she may never be able to rectify This is the beginning of her story....  Marjorie wrapped her slender fingers around the honey brown dreadlock and...
Poem
Love
Jan.31.2011
Twisted… Like walking forward looking back Human helix forged into pretzel position trying to figure out which direction   Twisted…Like broken reminisces of who I used to be the day before you Slow walking through fog trying to fix myself to the languished used to be… Deshelved, distracted, disturbed, distraught over tingling sensations never before experienced...
Poem
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Jan.07.2011
We
In The Company of My Sisters
  We We who have sat behind doors Waiting our turn Bowing and leading others To enter the stage We dream on   We We who give praise Open our lips for the heavens to reign down favor, Holding our breath Waiting, Finishing our sentences beneath our breath Praying someone has heard our silent request   We We who waited our turn Put our lives on hold While...