( pic by kim dot dammit via fb memories 2014 / via )

Writing to the Unborn.

"glowing gold
over blood-red water
in our pond
my muses of the night
hot fish and a carp moon"

--an'ya

"Where is the motherworld?"

"Toad stayed in the bed, and Frog stayed in the closet.

They stayed there for a long time, just feeling very brave together." --@FrogandToadbot

Blaze.RAD.