Imagine the long dark hair of Lot’s wife swirling around her sun-beaten face, her scarf loosened, her gown spotted with ashes and dust, thin like flour. Lot’s family is on the run. Avital Gad-Cykman
“But…Sodom and Gomorrah? Lot’s wife says through fast breathing.
“Hurry! Don’t look back. Look ahead,” Lot says. His instructions rain like the sulfur.
But she must. The past is still present, outlining a future. She needs to see the burning ruins to reinforce her resolve. And her daughters. They walk behind her, her past and present.
Also, curiosity is stronger than obedience.
She twists her neck ever so slightly. Screens of hair, fire and smoke filter the abandoned city.
Her daughters are safe, well-covered from head to toes. They look straight ahead through slits in their headscarves.
She sees her city turn into history.
Her journey ends in a salt pillar.
Her name gone if it ever existed.
Curiosity and disobedience remain.
Sara Lippmann—Avital Gad-Cykman, Left of Paradise, Eckleburg No. 22
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