The Long March 

Marching against their will down a winter road, the skeletons in chains headed for the towers of darkness. I told you we should have joined the other army, said one. You are an idiot, said his comrade. No matter who won, we were headed for prison anyway. Why would you say that? the first one demanded. Because we have voices, the other whispered. They stared into the silence of dead golden grass and naked trees immersed in snow. The wind blew through their threadbare coats.

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2 thoughts on “The Long March 

  1. I like this, and I hope skeleton doesn’t just mean emaciated person. I see those skeletons from the Sinbad movies griping as they’re being marched along. I’d watch a show about that.

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