by Suzanne Weerts
- Feb 11
The Score
I was born while my father was 100 feet under the North Atlantic in a Polaris submarine. He was honorably discharged from the Navy when I...
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Jan 19
Itch
I’d briefly forget my agony until I realized my family may no longer be worried about my well-being at which point, I’d begin another tortur
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Dec 8, 2022
You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling
I feigned appreciation as my heart sank. My dream was Dan. His gift didn’t mirror of my feelings. This was not Wordsworth, Neruda or Keats.
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Nov 3, 2022
Like a Butterfly
It is one o’clock in the morning when I leave The Rainbow Room. “Nothing good ever happens after one AM,” says my mother. I’ve been a...
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Oct 20, 2022
Bonfire of the Vanities
What are our white brow secrets? Those seemingly superficial things we hide from the world and even from those close
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Sep 29, 2022
I Will Not Have A Slice
I did send a card, welcoming her to the family and wishing them happiness. And I meant it. But who was this woman he'd married?
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Sep 2, 2022
Sand Dollars And the Value in Letting Go
Setting your babies free is not easy like a day at the beach. When they’re little, splashing joyfully on the shoreline, not daring to go...
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Aug 11, 2022
Mistaken Identity
Willie Nelsen was recently named “American Indian of the Year” and his blood flowed with as much Cherokee as ours.
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Jun 22, 2022
Thanks for Life, Mom
We pass out the last of the roses, one representing each of the babies needlessly murdered in the state of North Carolina that year.
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by Suzanne Weerts
- Apr 28, 2022
A Body is Just a Body is Just a Body
“You deserve this Suzanne,” he whispers in my ear, “Relax.” The sound of the waves crashing against the cliff below the balcony where I...
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