Flora Aphrodite

Named for beauty and for love
You are ugly and loathed
Notorious for eating flies
You feed on ants

Your spiny-edged leaves
Are split like half-truths
Tickled by tiny feet
They clutch and seize their prey

From a bright, unsullied dynasty
Whose name itself is Sundew
You practice your deceit
In shaded swamps and dim-lit bogs

Dionaea muscipula
The scientists call you
But to me you are love’s promise
Beautiful, inscrutable, deadly