bedsheets askew if not wrapped around body a cage mind the gaoler a wish to have remained in that city in your arms unfulfilled back but not yet returned ghost of sorts caught here for now morphed and warped beyond familiar scenes play themselves out an actor absent awake or not why couldn't he just stay, say ich liebe dich
This piece was written sometime around November 2018. Lot’s Wife accepted the piece for their print edition – Issue 1, 2019.
Not Yet Returned - Cody B Strange 