The Sugar Shack

There was a drug deal going on behind me and the product of a hidden pregnancy in the stroller beside me, but I was in the land of innocent euphoria. I didn't know that there were needles in the drawer next to the one with the rainbow jawbreakers. I didn't know that someone had died at the reckless hand of the man whose horse I rode onto the rocks. I didn't know that the river on which I had learned to skip rocks had been poisoned.