We ate the ones who died
We ate the ones who died
But we did not murder them
We had to survive, right?
I stared at the surviving member of the Donner party
Did she not know
Two native American guides with them had been murdered
For food?
Not wanting to cause her any more anguish,
I did not correct her.
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