brandywine river

baptize me in the brandywine with a bottle

of hard cider in my hand / stick to me like

wet clothes / tuck yourself inside me

like a message in a bottle

 

the water licked my body like / envelope

glue, sealed me up / and the moon didn’t

bother trying / to cover her black eye /

purple cotton candy bruise

 

baptize me in the brandywine with the

tiny river clams / with the coors light cans /

the rush hour traffic, that’s not our world /

our world is honeysuckle wind and the

anxiety of trying to describe it /

 

reach for me, I’m slippery as silt covered rock /

bury yourself like riverbed trash / catch your

eyes flash / like dark side of spanish moon /

 

baptize me in the brandywine beneath the

valentine red and white crucifix / hammered

to the riverside tree / some drowning victim

memorial / a prayer begs to be slurred

 

~~~

Rebecca Kokitus is a poet residing in the Philadelphia area. She is a student at West Chester University of Pennsylvania, where she studies English with a concentration in Writing. Her work has been published and is forthcoming in over two dozen literary journals. You can find her on Twitter and Instagram at @rxbxcca_anna, and you can read more of her writing on her website.

 

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