Darcy

Just say you love me, go on face the dare, the way she used to be, look at me i seethe, is it my cropped hair, scared it makes you dream, Fizz on glossy evenings, would it make you care, the nights i spent free, with someone else's being, certainty with her, literate at thirty three, your nostrils blow steam, your eyes are flared, don't you want to see, what might have been, why worry it's not fsir, we are setting a scene, Woman on red chair.

Caitlin

Will he clip me now, make me drink more drink, watch my face go brown, sit and wonder why, his face a beaten rink, see me dance the tide, all this Summer long, we skated on the brink, heat drips off my brow, what he might try, as he gathers and slinks, slippery as a ship's side, savours a line thrown down, a petty display that stinks, disputes all that I own, constrained i sit close by, know what he's thinking, his eyes are eggs fried I don't need a shrink.

Bryony

You whisper love, on throubled 'phones, your ravaged face a moon, an arc of pearl light, a lifetime learning to moan, bring you those who cry, luminous as night's glove, beyond their credit zones, learn the words to give, the useless reasons why, dry linen eau de cologne, makes you want to fly, you wear a frosted front, like saints show their bones, it massages your soul, pray with all your might, in gardens lie prone, beyond police sirens, your star is coming home.

Adara

Like to watch me dance, you know about horses, but won't take a chance, all you do is moan, show others around the course, continue the useless flow, you smoke and look askance, always sell yourself short, do you think I'll prance, how you might gloat, the life you made me court, regard me as some ghost, swigging whiskey from a flask, your voice drunken hoarse, you hold my hand and ask, have I missed the boat, no tricks in being taught. your tongue turns to toast, real anger at your loss.

Zoe

Across my forearm lover, a number you might consider, it points to the others, your face lost in wonder, mine a perfect mirror, God has bourne witness, I feel myself crumble hearing them whisper, how the world suffers, in this illicit sliver, night winds sing forever, beyond our daily jumble, birds slake our days hunger, reeling over what is done, by fire and distant thunder, one unwashed sign above us, tells why we had to run, we prisoners walk under, some won't make sunset.

Yolanda

If i'm not too spaced, i'll dance with you, each evening until late, swept up by your jib, melted lemon blue, your greased hair and whispers, I walk down fallen lanes, my Ma says stay true, she doesn't know your ways, your tone insistent, our trips to secret venues, a temperature consistent, smellbound in a haze, i'm lucky to have virtue, nothing's laid to waste, you turn towards my sister, she's not my running mate, don't kid yourself mister, she can really hate.

Xanthe

Please don’t let them see, why you ring our feet, we only ask for freedom, our consoling love, a village soul and shady tree, lost to this crowded boat, I sing to you of ease, a bitter chant sung truly, Dear God set us free, in our heart what's good, this swarm of human seed, who sail with jangled blood, don't tell us to believe, the bounty of your feast what is broken can't retrieve, the hearts made of wood. across this moonlit sea, a craft so sorely troubled, it melds us to history.