Rebecca Kokitus

hex

like morning

your dew on the bedsheets

my flesh blooms peonies

hex me unrecognizable,

invisible even to a lover

I will disappear myself

until I can smell the night

again, clean myself with

dirt like a bluebird

shed this skin

in stop-motion, bleed

one drop at a time

Rebecca Kokitus is a poet living and writing in the Philadelphia suburbs. She is a Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize nominee, and the author of three poetry chapbooks. You can find her on Twitter and Instagram at @rxbxcca_anna.