scaring a dead man
Scaring a Dead Man By Nematullah Ahangosh The women were pacing in peace, Big smiles on their faces, Their distant laughter faded, Heading to unknown paths. I asked, Oh sisters, pray for me, Yet they didn’t hear. The men came marching, Big bodies carrying their heads, Long hands hanging from shoulders, Big steps speeding up,
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