Transition

Sleepy Hollow

It’s November and slightly warm.
But there’s a gentle breeze;
the scent of fall dances into my nostrils.

A feeling of renewal,
a peaceful transition.
Death. But so tranquil and pleasant.

Published by B

A millennial residing in Brooklyn, NYC. I hate small talk.

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