Owl in the Barn
There's something incredibly off-putting about barn owls...
Sinister being? Friend or foe?
I am frozen, trapped in the stare of its black pit eyes.
Locks of hair tickle the back of my neck, but I control my breaths,
entirely too afraid of startling the feathered ghost, poised in the dark.
Nightmarishly rigid, its beak reflects the moonlight reaching in.
Cloaked in glossy tufts of down and dust, it does not turn away.
Eventually I back away, leaving the apparition alone in its new lair.
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Maddy Newt
I'm a Stony Brook University graduate and production services manager for the NYS Assembly. Writing is one of my passions and Vocal has been a great creative outlet for me.
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