Rogue Planet


Rogue Planet

Orphan or interstellar nomad, you endure every label

as a singular voyager would. You venture near, sometimes


too close, and gravity burns, yes. Friction and inevitable

consequences for getting just close enough to feel


something. Anything but the cold embrace known

before, anything but the maddening silence. Even noise


comes as relief, when the cosmic winds howl hot

and strange against your outer layers, never penetrating


deep enough to harm the verdant inner surface, never quite

reaching. Your mountains rise, high as any other,


volcanic in origin, as usual. The clouds they have created

shield you well, but shields are double-sided. Yours


shadow the land


longer than necessary.



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2 responses to “Rogue Planet

  1. Rogue Planet is one of your best efforts!

    • Thank you so much, Dr. Tucker, and congratulations on your book–I saw your Facebook post about seeing its cover art. That has to be an amazing rush! 🙂

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