A spent soldier action figure lay crushed in the street, a casualty of the war.
As the war raged on and on, the dead piled up in the streets…

The war continued… Things were ugly.  Really ugly.

There were so many casualties.  We had long run out of places to bury the bodies.  And people to bury them.

So the dead piled up in the streets.  Or what was left of them did.  Some were picked off by scavengers.  Others mysteriously disappeared.  But many still remained.  Or parts of them anyway.

The beheadings were especially gruesome.  Kind of made a person wonder just what happened to all of the French aristocrats after the guillotine craze…  Did their heads just litter the streets as well?

If they had meant to make a show of it, there would have been pikes.  But no, there were just heads.  Tossed off and staring blindly, their eyes distant and cold.

Where were the children playing?  Perhaps they had grown up too fast.  Perhaps they’d gone on to bigger and better and more monumental things.

Or perhaps they’d been conscripted.

You can check out more of Jennifer Weigel’s photography on Haunted MTL here, and some of her less macabre works on her website.

Portrait of myself with dark makeup and crow skull headdress, backlit by the sun.
About the Author

Jennifer Weigel is a multi-disciplinary mixed media conceptual artist residing in Kansas USA. Weigel utilizes a wide range of media to convey her ideas, including assemblage, drawing, fibers, installation, jewelry, painting, performance, photography, sculpture, video and writing. You can find more of her work at: https://www.jenniferweigelart.com/ https://www.jenniferweigelprojects.com/ https://jenniferweigelwords.wordpress.com/

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