October
Cinnamon
Nutmeg
Applesnap
When I enter October
All I smell is nostalgia
Spicy and sweet
I return to my childhood
The soft amber hue
Tints my vision
A reminder
Of all the pumpkins
And their guts
The heat of the summer dies
When I finally
Step into October
Like a spell
To keep exhaustion at bay
Sweaters
Hot cider
Warm blankets
On a movie night
We only eat sugar
In October
Half the businesses
Are dedicated to mend
The rotting teeth we are filled with
Slow music
Fills the fall streets
Synthwave
Engrained in the soul
Of October
And in the end
When I leave
Trading this beautiful moment
For the harsh winter
I can only cry
Frozen tears
About the Creator
J "Griffin" Rooms
Hey! I'm Griff, and I go by they/them. I'm a two spirited, enby. Hope you like my silly little writings!
I also write on Archive of Our Own, Quotev and Wattpad! My username is griffy_tries on all 3, as well as on Instagram and Twitter!
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