Susan Marie Molloy

Life in the Oasis

The Flying Lips, or What the—?

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It’s true that one can find some of the most interesting things in our world without actually looking for them. When these oddities show up, they become even more remarkable and fascinating and joy-bringing, like a surprise gift on a day that’s not your birthday or Christmas.

Early one morning, when my beau took the dogs outside for their morning business, he popped his head back into the house and called to me.

“I just saw the craziest thing. That moth out there— it has lips.”

I put down my dish towel. “Really? That moth on the back porch screen?”

“Yes. It has, like, avant garde lips. Avant garde. They’re not pink, just dead-looking lips. And avant garde.”

So, taking my camera outside in the foggy air, I walked up to the Moth with Avant Garde Lips.

Here’s the view, looking at its underside:

Fascinating, don’t you think?

©2017 Susan Marie Molloy and all works within.

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Author: Susan Marie Molloy

I am an observer, a writer, and a poet. My latest poetry books, "Engaged," "Indigo Fantasy," "Life in the Oasis," "Gallery Night," "God of the Sea," "Solitary Walks," and "Grapes Suzette" and my short stories, "The Green Gloves" and "The Crowd of Turin" are now available on Amazon. Check them out. Buy them. Read them. Send me your thoughts. I look forward to hearing from you.

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