Poetry

Swallow | Ananya Dutta Gupta

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They put a swallow in a cage.
It fought and fluttered,
Squacked and scattered,
And generally ran amok.
And then they asked,
Whatever got into you?
The bars of the cage,
She said.
The bars are outside, 
They said.
I swallowed them,
She said.
And they called her the mad swallow.

31 July 2022