Jeannie

She follows a need that's sown, a mountain blanket for cover, wrapped around her bones, pulled from dull matrimony, she passes between the others, her picture at the registry, by jail or sentence crowned, she never knew her mother, sunshine dances on the stones, who says we're history, just kids from yellow trouble, we'll dance our insanity, on a ship or by what's known, candle light paths to offer, the miracle of our loans, we won't beat or blow, or bite at any other, but find love we've known, on fine blue mornings.

Julia

A breeze between the ruins, lifts me through the night, is this all it takes to love, then the hearing corrects, silent as an Arctic Skite, other times a roaring cataract, we wrap ourselves in blue, under fear of dying, doves in orange trees coo, sooth a city's muffled excess, a snuffled dry crying, more than another mess, how different this pale room, scene of nowhere lousy fights, fire raging trying to sooth, in other bars twilight tunes, she bites me, i ask her why, her lips are like Neptune, she looks me in the eye.

Jacey

My bus has long gone, now leave me alone, each place is my queendom, life isn’t all champagne, don’t pity this poor Joe, standing in the rain, who hangs a good one, around her bones, or care where she's from, some need the evening game, give me a little Blow, forget any even break, we don't go to proms, but tread the stones, live life on the bum, it's not for everyone, do you like the waterfall, maybe you should try it on, not being born.

Jana

In this autumn paradise, night is black and blows, stars stick out like ice, no matter how we moan, the trees blow fierce and cold, they know we will not roam, what's wrong with being nice, wanting a home, absent features when we cry, with our luck or groan, even on the ‘phone, time to lay things down, different places make us try, tell us what we own, do we need to find out why, even in this short time, to wonder what we know, can we name our lies, don't let me die alone.

Jane

You always think of Spain, she interrogates my face, about our separation, it's not easy for me, avoiding drink's embrace, to what might have been, full of trouble my migraines, her catholic eyes dilate, like some furious weather vane, on my part, she agrees, you inhabit some other place, my upstairs room a dream, icon to her blessed reign, 'Oh please don't hesitate, with your tired refrains', she says with unleavened grace, her beaten words create, a wind down the highway, it whispers escape.

Justine

Talk like that she maintains, and you'll make me kill, there won't be a refrain, powdered lightly skin toned, no shadow of light resists, fragranced by cold tar soap, she doesn't insist or feign, twelve days the question twists, epiphany go mad or remain, betrayers by her every 'fone, worst of all the Sisters, smiling like dogs with bones, a courtesan who catches trains, her suburban life a whip, leaves will block the drains, ships can't unfurl sail, nor poets chant their lists, until her storm abates, she worries about the kids.

Juna

It doesn't soothe me, the wind or the time, the lime and cypress trees, Medical Centre beyond the ships, a metropolitan light, whispers, forget her lips, i drink red sherry, lousy by stumbled night, against the blue infirmary, a young woman gets lifted, by her brute of a Dyke, into a paramedics grip, her drift into Casualty, breathes a gentle whine, how can this be, music's broken symphony, a future on the line, who cares to give testimony, or love without why?