I can’t understand why dark northern soldiers and light ones are seperated into different brigades. The dead are all buried together in hasty mass graves, bones touching.

I can’t understand why dark northern soldiers and light ones are seperated into different brigades. The dead are all buried together in hasty mass graves, bones touching.

– Margarita Engle –

The Surrender Tree: Poems of Cuba’s Struggle for Freedom

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