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I Get It

I lay on the floor in my living room in front of the balcony door.  I will start going away from home to write more.  I will say goodbye to my teaching for awhile, in a while, and pursue my … Continue reading

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An Understanding

I guess I might have a chip on my shoulder too, if my father put a gun to his head on my eleventh birthday. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016

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Trapped

Every night he screamed out in his sleep. “Mommy! Mommy!  Where are you?” “I’m right here sweetie.  Mommy’s right here.” He looked straight into my eyes, unable to see me.  The terrified cry came again. “Mommy!” Still trapped inside his … Continue reading

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Fifteen Candles

We looked at pictures from last July today.  I think you’ve doubled in size.  Can it be that it was only a year ago when we sold your bike to the man who answered our add?  He met us in … Continue reading

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Dairy Ripple Delight

Tiny little shop Small town, USA. Double walk-up window Bright sunny day. “Order when your ready.” Tiny red-haired girl. “Make mine the usual vanilla lemon swirl.” Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

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Remembering

Hot summer days Small town pool. Last stop ice cream Make mine lemon swirl. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

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No Frills Here

I have never been a frilly girl.  Always preferring to look at the flowers rather than wear them.  Growing up I spent my days digging in the dirt, and wading in creeks, not fretting over being pretty or pristine.  I … Continue reading

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Growing Pangs (take 2)

The child who always wanted to grow up, When looking into the face of adulthood, Clings, with a most ferocious grip, to the child who is slipping away. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

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Growing Pangs

The child who always wanted to grow up, When faced with adulthood, Clings, with a most ferocious grip, to the childhood that is slipping away. Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

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