The Extensive Exam

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March 23, 1995 New York City 2:25 p.m. At first I tried to push the thick, wooden door of the doctor’s office the way you push any door to exit a building, but it wouldn’t budge, so I turned and gave it a shove with my back and shoulder. It was then that I locked […]

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Just me?

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Sometimes . . .  I hate being a mother.  And, I wonder if I am really cut out for it. What you just read—that confession—has been sitting in my drafts folder since March 2014. And now that I’ve said it, the urge to backspace and instead tell a fluffy little story about how much I […]

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Hide and Seek – A Microstory

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The war was over. No more yelling or angry hands. Mommy said he was gone for good this time. She bought me a box of macaroni to celebrate; called me an arteest. This is all my fault. Please find her, officer.  I’m running out of glue.    

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On Fitting In

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Do you know what it feels like to fit in?  It’s been on my mind a lot lately, especially as I’m about to start my second year of homeschooling my eight-year-old son. While the concept of ditching mainstream education has grown exponentially in the last ten years, being a homeschool parent still makes me seem a […]

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Room 157

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A few nights ago, I had just turned off the light at the end of a long day and was looking forward to a good night’s sleep when my phone buzzed to let me know I had a Facebook notification. “Suzanne Frey Hawthorne has tagged you in a post.” Why is she tagging me at […]

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What Doesn’t Kill You…

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I lost eight people I cared about in the five-year period between and 1988 and 1991. It started with my grandmother, “Nannie,” who died of breast cancer. Next, my boyfriend and his father drowned when a storm came up and swallowed their bass boat. Then my friend Lisa took her life, followed by my friend Jim who died of AIDS. […]

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F*ck Morning People

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This essay was entered into round two of Yeah Write’s Super Challenge. (My round one essay is here, in case your interested.) I had to write a persuasive essay that answered the question, “What is the best time of day?” I am pretty sure the judges were high when they read mine, because THEY MOVED ME […]

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Black Hoodies and White Privilege

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My Black son got a black hoodie for his birthday.  When he took it out of the Batman gift bag, I felt a shiver creep up my spine. The white relative who gave it to him probably didn’t spend any time thinking about what it means to give a Black person a black hoodie. *** […]

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Dear Son: Mom Was Raped

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Dear Son, What I’m going to tell you is going to make you uncomfortable, but you’re a teenager now and I’m not going to sugarcoat this for you.   I have lain on my back staring at the swirls on a lampshade trying to figure out what I did to deserve being pinned down, sweated on, and […]

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