Here is a nice mushroom

There is always a place for you in the world.
Every crumbling castle needs a ghost in the catacombs.
Every gothic mansion on the moors needs a demon in the attic.
Every old forest needs a moss draped horror, shambling in the shadows.

Your heart is a big, meaty, fist of a muscle
that punches your blood so hard
it races through your entire body.

Happy Valentine's Day.

cryptids

My advice?
Be the whisper on the wind.
Be the thing that goes bump in the night.
Be the reason "Here Be Monsters" is printed on a map.
Be the moss covered horror in the old forest, shambling in the gloom.

I, too, like to hold rocks and scream.

When I was a kid I loved frogs so much that my dad let me raise tadpoles. I recently learned that in the nearly six years we’ve been together I’ve never told my partner how much I love frogs and I can’t stop thinking about it.