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All Hallow’s Eve

A poem

By Josey PickeringPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
All Hallow’s Eve
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The darkness of night becomes illuminated by the Jack O’ Lanterns grin.

There is a familiar chill in the air that dances on your skin,

a time of year when the cackle of witches and howl of wolves become kin.

The sugary sweet taste of treats galore that tickle the tastebuds on your tongue

and the spiced smell of baked pumpkin goods mean the season has begun!

Holiday

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Josey Pickering

Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.

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    Written by Josey Pickering