Cat Westley
The backyard of the Alabama house,
where I was both monster and mermaid as I trapeze walked
the cascading pond, to search for fairy houses and toads,
strawberry juice on the outline of lips, where the
sweat resided, always hopeful that I could dig a hole so deep
that I would find my way to China, find some
other world; I just a child, but more,
more than blossoming but rather,
infinite, capable to see the undercurrent of a fleetwood
fantasy.
Bio
Cat Westley is a poet, essayist, and barista based in Brooklyn, NY. She is currently pursuing a graduate degree in creative writing from The New School. In her spare time you can find her eating olives and reading a book in Prospect Park, or curled up with her cat.