Posts from — May 2010

By popular demand, here is the complete list of short stories and plays (and the links to the first pages of them all) written by ME. If you haven’t read them, or it’s been a while since you have read them, GO READ THEM NOW. Why? ..because Sumayyah Said So, of course.

net.work

What happens we you go home, and discover an empty building full of.. computerized voices? Go read and find out!

Somewhere to Belong

Have you ever felt like an alien? Shiki feels that way, every day of her life. And here’s why!

HARTbreak

Do robots have feelings? Let’s find out in this story.

Prey To Lose

When monster hunters Mae and Sugar Dayton accept their newest assignment looking for the Fire Wielder, they get much more than they ever bargained for.  Join them on their adventure.

Win To Prey

Remember Mae and Sugar Dayton? Their adventure isn’t quite finished. See the ending that you never expected in this sequel to Prey To Lose.

Reckoning

Nzinga Black, a self-identified “punkemogothchick” and high school student, has a dangerous secret. Find out what it is right now!

Undressed

If your clothes could talk, what would they say about you? This short, one act play could have the answer you never wanted to know.

HART of Darkness

She’s cold, calculating, and vengeful. But will her mission succeed?

BEWARE (in progress)

Is Xia a threat to her people, or just a pawn in The Other’s game? Find out now!

can’t you hear them
crying out
for release and
shouting out
for peace and justice and
lingering
wandering this realm of
inequality

lost souls here
should say the sign
above the pit
in which we fall
when we fail
to stand our ground
and fight the war
cowards live
to tell the tale
full of misdirection and half truth
and boast
don’t believe the people
they lie

follow the gourd
follow the stars
follow the river of truth
it’ll help you to disguise
the stench of hate
the smell of greed
the filthy coating of
other folk’s misdeeds
you better run
you better pray
you better dance a thanks
to the ancestors
for paving your way

can’t you hear them
crying out
the pain they’ve suffered
so we can live
can’t you hear them
shouting out
the true history
of who you are
can’t you feel them
lingering
guiding your steps and
blessing your blood

Just over a year ago, I wrote and posted this poem for the first time. I think it’s time to share it again..

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walk this way

in this best case scenario

i’m watching the watchers

that are watching me

undecided about the level of hostility

that they should give me

i can hear their thoughts

broadcasting loud and clear

is this a sneak attack?

should we protect the rear?

when i’m just a lone woman

walking

towards the destiny

that Allah the Most High

has set in front of me

i’m a teacher i’m a mother

i’m daughter i’m a lover

my existence in this life

is as it should be, see?

if you view me as a threat

your mind is small and closed

my only weapons are intelligence

knowledge and experience

wrapped up in the faith

that’s gonna set me free

i can only testify

that the path i walk

with measured steps

is paved with uneven stones

and in places

it has crumbled

leaving gaps

that make me stumble

and throw my rhythm off

leave me wandering

and discombobulated

i knew

that it was not meant to be easy

but harsh reality

sometimes appears to tease me

dangling the shiny things

money cars and diamond rings

status wealth and power

with minions to control

trying to

exploit my weakness

trying to tempt my soul

but i face the east and pray

with my head bowed low