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No One Wants to be the Scorpio and Head Full of War: a Scorpio Poetry Book

No One Wants to be the Scorpio and Head Full of War: a Scorpio Poetry Book

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General Poetry

ISBN10: 1998213595
ISBN13: 9781998213597
Publisher: I Ain't Your Marionette Press(marie Moldovan)
Published: Nov 16 2025
Pages: 114
Weight: 0.85
Height: 0.30 Width: 8.50 Depth: 11.00
Language: English
No One Wants to Be the Scorpio and Head Full of War
A Scorpio Poetry Book by Black Frost, with illustrations by Marie Moldovan and Joseph Mykut

Enter the sting.

This is not a safe space. This is a battlefield of obsessions, betrayals, and blood-slicked rebirths. No One Wants to Be the Scorpio and Head Full of War is a genre-defiant poetry collection that claws through the underbelly of the Scorpio psyche-where vengeance is sacred, vulnerability is weaponized, and transformation is a ritual of fire.

Penned by the elusive Black Frost, with visceral visual interventions by Marie Moldovan and Joseph Mykut, this book refuses to flinch. Each poem is a shard of mirror, reflecting trauma, rage, eroticism, and the sacred violence of becoming. Abstract art collides with confessional verse in a form that spirals from harmony to rupture, from elegy to invocation.

There are no trigger warnings here. Only war cries.

Motifs of night, death, and resurrection thread through a fragmented narrative that reads like a séance with the self. Historical ghosts, literary icons, and personal demons are summoned-not to be exorcised, but to be interrogated, seduced, and sometimes destroyed.

This is not poetry for the faint of heart. It is a Scorpio's altar: raw, ungovernable, and lit with the fire of those who have survived themselves.

From the depths of I Ain't Your Marionette Press, this book is a dare.

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