Even as A junkie, I longed for The things I thought I should Want to Feel.
About the Poet:
S.F. Wright lives and teaches in New Jersey. His work has appeared in Hobart, Linden Avenue Literary Journal, 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.
Ephemeral Elegies 
A good scream. Ice cream in a tornado feels cold, love feels turbulent, hate is a piece of furniture in the face, resting in a ditch is peaceful.
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