Nicolette Westfall

Nicolette Westfall

Nicolette Westfall currently passes the time photographing garbage and tracks left in the snow. Most recently, she has published greasy poetry in Binnacle. Three Poems: strung winged stained Three Poems: cracking ooze South Side Sanatorium
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Three Poems (April 9, 2009. Full Pink Moon. Issue 3) with Jeff Crouch strung the guitar part -one side long, one short- the guitar part winged a light flutter smothered rib cage raven, craven beat and pulse and beat VALIDATION dried out, dripping wet regret a light flutter smothered wet stained while hands of glass don’t rust or wrinkle only color saves them from invisible
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Three Poems (March 26, 2009. New Moon. Issue 2) with Jeff Crouch cracking ooze body an inch blur the shiny floor past fridged garbage— feeds it leg shell slowly squish blur I said “slowly squish” until fluid hole rush whole blur linoleum swamp of shine linoleum fridged slowly squish I mean “grind” South Side shiny bottle barrel-sized momma sagging tanned skin a rare arrow head her subdivision Sanatorium optional check but no food or drink three prim chairs for three fat asses I made myself see through plastic
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