‘Mothiavelli’ and Other Poetry by Susan Jarvis Bryant
Mothiavelli I’m thirsty for the fever of her kiss--- The neon sear---the lethal lick she brings. I burn to ...
Mothiavelli I’m thirsty for the fever of her kiss--- The neon sear---the lethal lick she brings. I burn to ...
Very very funny and "this bright Delilah of the night" - perfect!!! All that glitters is not gold apparently!
Susan, I'm trying hard to zero in on what might have inspired you to write about a Moth?? & a…
These are both amazingly clever and also hilarious, Susan! We are treated first to the (almost) kamikaze self-destructive love-life of…
One can only wonder at the creases in the mind of a person who can come up with "Mothiavelli" and…
It's not every day that you get such a plausible (and entertaining) insight into moth psychology. And I love "the…
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