I like the ‘Moth’ podcast a lot. I listen to that.

It’s a poem about moths. But it’s also a poem about psychopaths.I get it copied. And stick it in a frame. And now it glowers redoubtably above my desk:an entomological keepsake of the horizons of...

The poets say some moths will do anything out of love for a flame[…]The moth takes off again, and we both step back, because he’s circling at eye level now and seems to have lost...

The moth prefers the moon and detests the sun, while the butterfly loves the sun and hides from the moon. Every living creature responds to light. But depending on the amount of light you have...

I sure wasn’t going to ask Aunt Sally, because if she told me once that getting your period was like a moth becoming a butterfly, she’d probably say that sexual intercourse was like a deer...