The Shrieker

A Tale of the Woods

I went to the tavern on Monday last
to heal my heart at the barman’s keg
and to hear a distracting tale of the past
from the man who sings till the ale’s last dreg

But this evening something was amiss
there were no sounds of excitement and awe
but low murmurs and the occasional hiss
and the grinding of teeth in a tight-set jaw

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Abigail Siegel

Abigail Siegel

Author and Book Reviewer. Writes Poetry and Short Stories that concern Myth, Folklore, and some Horror. Owner of the most vivid imagination.