Simon and Julie Love Leather Leggings

The way they snug the skin
and shine when wet. The sound
they make when you peel them
off from a night of sweat. Leather legs
on leather furniture, leather legs rubbed
together. Leather with silver
zippers, big as sharkjaws, black
as absence. Simon and Julie wear
their leather every Saturday night, slip
their skinny fingers in each other’s
whipstitched pockets. Do not take
them off ‘til Sunday morning.

“Simon and Julie love leather leggings” was the title of a spam email I once received. I actually like this one, and I thought it was a good match for Deb Morbeto’s freaky vision.