The ring of stellar debris

around the nascent earth

had coalesced into two tense

and unstable moons,

who stood like slow dancers,

all adagio, at Lagragian lines.

Ever loyal, they pirouetted

on their cosmic paths in deep space

while other moons,

like Icarus girls, sought the sun.

Their solitary lust

built to magma for 80 million years

until, in glassides across the galaxy

they came, in crazed calesita,

to find perpetual companionship.

In that beautiful compression,

their union set shockwaves

across scarp terrain and boulder fields

that shone in brilliant soil

and their bodies became landscapes

of a million moonquakes

They sweated the constant rain

of the micrometeoroid impacts

until their flesh caused landslides

to ripple through their Massifs

and their Sculptured Hills

Selina Whiteley (she/her) has been published in two books, “Up to Our Necks in It” and “The Kaleidoscope Chronicles” as well as in various magazines. Most recently, she was published in Literary Veganism and in The Lake. She will have two poems published in Neon Mariposa in May 2020.