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Caged Freedom

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Image: Author’s own, taken on a warm March afternoon. Copyright © 2016 Neha C

 

 

 

As the fingers rip its nest and nerve,
Its soul bleeds at the concrete humanity as it flies;
I clip its wings and cage it in my room to conserve,
For predators have their eyes on the free skies. 

Undesired

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I promised myself the moon that my Mom showed me by the village pond when I was five.

Is it a coincidence, then, that my husband, thirty-one years older, just called me his moon?

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