If Dopamine Were A Planet
It would be swift-
turning, its tilt
causing seasons,
greedy,
gleaming with pleasure
at the poles,
unfathomable
heart of rich heat
overlaid with
a thin crust
of beauty:
it would be Earth,
already set up for
its own downfall.
turning, its tilt
causing seasons,
greedy,
gleaming with pleasure
at the poles,
unfathomable
heart of rich heat
overlaid with
a thin crust
of beauty:
it would be Earth,
already set up for
its own downfall.
September 2024
Meg Yardley lives in the San Francisco Bay Area. Her poetry and short fiction have recently appeared or are forthcoming in publications including Gulf Coast, Salamander, SWWIM, Cagibi, and the Women’s Review of Books.
Art: Kelly Cressio-Moeller, Childhood Faultlines. Mixed media: acrylic, ink, paper, mica flakes on basswood panel, 2023.