I kissed a moth….


    Accidental of course.

    He landed in my wine as I was distracted by conversation.

    I’m not going to say it was enjoyable. It wasn’t.

    I would have laughed if I hadn’t been so grossed out by the remaining feeling of fluttering wings on my lips even several minutes later.

    I guess I should be flattered – it was probably a great experience for said moth.

    I  wonder where he is…flourishing after I flicked him out of my glass?

    Telling stories to his moth friends about “the one who got away”?….

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