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53 | At the Time of the Armistice The sleeping children woke up and their sad mothers quit weeping. Men whispered among themselves as if something was not properly decided, even if their side created the earthquake and the other side invented the first typewriter.The treaty was improperly signed, though the circus tent was left open for 24 hours, the horizon filled with restless coffins of 23 year olds who came back with numerical legends tattooed on their shattered foreheads. The sleeping children woke to the sound of bristling wings and couldn’t believe the day’s lesson in school involved taking crayons out of their boxes to color funny faces of people they didn’t know. When the giggling and wonder died down, the children held their colored pages in the air and their mothers wept. ...

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