Moxie is a soul trapped somewhere between motherhood and postal mayhem. Her work is merely her id run amok; a flighting fancy of what tickles her. By day she is a mild-mannered store clerk gently stroking the timebomb ticking in her pocket. By night she is a creative genius, armed with wire cutters, circle punches and dirty laundry . Whether she's assembling formal stationary or gutting stuffed animals, it is always with a wicked charm that is uniquely her own.