S.F. Wright lives and teaches in New Jersey. His work has appeared in Hobart, X-R-A-Y Literary Magazine, and Elm Leaves Journal, among other places. His short story collection, The English Teacher, is forthcoming from Cerasus Poetry, and his website is sfwrightwriter.com.
Sixty-dollar grams; Small chunks To be ground With a nickel. In a stall, Residue from A line On the notebook Positioned on my lap; Classmates’ voices speaking Bravely, Sarcastically Spuriously A few feet away— Another galaxy. The drip. The blissful Possibility; That paradoxical, Blitzed Stupefaction: Hand Against Chest, Detachedly befuddled, Numbly amazed That my heart Did What it did. Looking at it now Like one beholding An artifact Under glass— Eighteen.