But the owls next door are different. They stare back at me as if they wish I’d fly away. They stare back at me with those eyes — oh! those yellow eyes! with big straight eyebrows that tilted up, as if they’re making strategies for Wall Street.
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The Owls Next Door by Jane St. Clair
September 29th, 2016 · No Comments
Tags: Arizona · nature essay · owls