Skeleton [So after a year undercover wind feels air-]
So after a year undercover wind feels air-
kissed fresh obscene on unmasked skin my face all
eek don’t look at me. The new style of summer’s bare-
lipped & everywhere faces display
eager & flagrant a stampede of
transgressions. Sky-air hits mouth-skin like
orgasmic. Seems they’ll let us live again &
now all over this city the street fever resumes.
From Skeletons by Deborah Landau. Copyright © 2023 by Deborah Landau. Reprinted with the permission of The Permissions Company, LLC, on behalf of Copper Canyon Press.
Deborah Landau
Deborah Landau grew up in Ann Arbor, Michigan, and earned a BA from Stanford University. She went on to receive an MA in English from Columbia University and a PhD in English and American literature from Brown University, where she was a Jacob K. Javits Fellow.