Face Stolen From a Bird by Judith Skillman
Poem by Anne-Marie Derése, translated by Judith Skillman.
I don't know who you're hiding behind your mask, your face stolen from a bird, imprisoned by red ashes. I will love you the way one dies.
I will keep you for years to come, you will be so tame, so unbelievable, my strange animal, with your lips opening on a lost smile.
I'll drink your breath and I'll know who you are hiding.
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