

In The Air Tonight
I heard the click of the cassette deck and then the drum and cymbals...
by Suzanne Weerts
4 days ago
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Black Wig Night
He said his name was Fender, like the guitar, which may or may not have been true, but of course I was Sharona, which definitely was not true.
by Suzanne Weerts
May 29
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A Star Is Born
Contained within my earliest memories was the certainty that I had talent.
by Suzanne Weerts
May 15
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Shattered
Every creak now sounds like an intruder and a masked ghost in gloves keeps invading my dreams.
by Suzanne Weerts
Apr 17
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A Trailer Park Honeymoon
My new father-in-law decided the fair thing to do would be to have his children draw straws for accommodations.
by Suzanne Weerts
Apr 3
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Here's to You, Jessie's Girl
I’m thinking MAYBE in my ripped jeans and sunglasses, from a distance, JUST MAYBE I’m passing for a co-ed.
by Suzanne Weerts
Feb 27
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Toothpaste and Text Messages
You can’t unsee such a thing. And if you’re a maternal sleuth with a puritan upbringing like me, you might look away in shock.
by Suzanne Weerts
Feb 13
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Let's Go Crazy
I don’t have insight or hindsight. Crazy Suzanne should not have documented our lives, and should definitely not have chosen what to pack.
by Suzanne Weerts
Jan 30
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Con Job
My wrists strained at the handcuffs wanting to wave, give a peace sign or some indication that I was still dateable.
by Suzanne Weerts
Dec 5, 2024
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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...
by Suzanne Weerts
Nov 7, 2024
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