Autumnal ASMR
A Poem For An October Writing Prompt
Dead leaves coat the path,
crunching underneath my feet.
Autumnal walk ASMR.
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This was written for Prompt #2 on Chloe Rose Violet's October Prompts list:
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Kelsey Clarey
She/Her/Fae/Faer. I live in Nova Scotia, Canada. I mostly write poetry and flash fiction currently, a lot of it fantasy/folklore/fairy tale inspired. I also like to do a lot of fiber arts and design TTRPGs.
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I loved it ❤️ Hope my stories gets to this point 😪😪 What type of stories do you guys like🤗