Challenge
Pumpkin Spice Lattes
Hell yeah. My favourite time of the year. Write a POEM/short PROSE inspired by my favourite drink!
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The Dream Where You Keep Falling
Summer
turns
September —
maple syrup sunlight
steams.
Spice
of Autumn’s vineyard
stirred with
harvest-orange
moonbeams.
Vanilla vapors
swathe,
espresso-black,
Milky Way-cream;
where
nutmeg-dusted froth
floats ’top
a pumpkin latte
dream.