by Suzanne Weerts
Dec 5
Con Job
My wrists strained at the handcuffs wanting to wave, give a peace sign or some indication that I was still dateable.
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by Suzanne Weerts
Nov 7
Mushrooms
W e’re on a raft of logs in the middle of a river just yards from terra-firma when David hands me the dried piece of mushroom. “ You’ve...
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by Suzanne Weerts
Oct 2
You May Be Right, I May Be Crazy
I jumped out of the car and rushed into the house as soon as we got home from mass. I flew up the staircase and leaped over my bed,...
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by Suzanne Weerts
Sep 26
Under The Influence
As far back as I can remember, I had one very specific goal: True love’s first kiss.
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by Suzanne Weerts
Sep 13
TWELVE STEPS
“So, girls, how did it go?” she asked.
“Well, we learned a lot,” we said. And that was the truth.
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by Suzanne Weerts
Sep 5
Pain and Novocaine
Our scars are songs written on our skin, singing their mournful or joyous melodies through their lingering marks.
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by Suzanne Weerts
Aug 15
Spin The Bottle
This was where you decided if you were going to be a Sandy or a Rizzo.
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by Suzanne Weerts
Jul 18
Golden Girl
I sit in the lawn chair in the sunniest part of our yard and wait for my metamorphosis to begin.
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by Suzanne Weerts
May 16
Three Minutes
I began smelling something rancid. I thought it was in the kitchen and checked under the sink, but it was also in my bedroom and the hall.
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by Suzanne Weerts
May 2
Wonder
Those make-goods made for cheap fun. This make-good is going to cost me.
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