“How do you feel?” I ask again. I, knowing the answer, poke my head into the lion's den. I feel the ghost of your frustrations floating about in the confined space. It haunts the room as our shadows strangle each other.
“What is the opposite of homesick?“ You ask.
“Homesick, ” I answer.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 2:00 PM UTC
“How do you feel?” I ask again. I, knowing the answer, poke my head into the lion's den. I feel the ghost of your frustrations floating about in the confined space. It haunts the room as our shadows strangle each other.
“What is the opposite of homesick?“ You ask.
“Homesick, ” I answer.
A 53 word short story