YOU ARE READING not for our eyes Poetry what can't be seen mushroom martial arts 151 16 26 by hughena by hughena Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story red belted conks fight sporing their way, and fragile brittlegill watches worrying about its mushroom sad dry fish name, while orange jelly sits ringside on a log, a spreading sumo fungus just into the game