Karen

What sometimes chimes, with her need to celebrate, is written in the sky, she sees the creep of moon, regular as the five and dime, lilac nights coming soon, she won't even mind, if she hesitates, and laughs at reasons why, men want women to use, to heighten their taste, someone with her views, it makes them feel fine, not reprobates, like kids who drink wine, a girl who's still shy, with a sense of place, slapping hands that wander behind, her love undulates.

Janessa

Your drinking days laid low, sky and stars converse, reach beyond what i know, you cry again with scorn, to bid me cursed, understand what's torn, your canticle to be alone, a time for re birth, someone to tend your bones, when daylight turns to storm, ask if i was ever there, wish you were never born, by Facebook or i phone, from these lonely suburbs, you'd see me sit forlorn, a thought before you go, never wonder who comes first, all your money growing cold, it’s not me you scare. ,

Jaylene Two

Swirl those yellow ice cubes, the drink you always hold, is this your new avenue, who do you want to suffer more, me or the one you told, outside the sympathy of whores, that a perfect drunk continues, the kids looked after by Court, all you need is revenue, and you know the score, what's within the fold, this is what it's for, wiser than the sin of truth, communion in your hold, your Ray Bans prove an issue, sunlight skips amongst the few, do they stop and roll, cigarette papers to marry you, really make it known ?

Joanie

Who rages at passing trains, finds any love she knows, walks in fine blue rain, follows a path that's sown, a mountain girl going home, blanket wrap around her bones, day light brings her pain, the miracle of one way loans, she won't use them again, just a kid all alone, she'll dance to atone, whatever time there's a code, walks like someone betrayed, she fights up the road, her picture stands in frames, by jail or shame faced, she never knew her folks, shadowed now by fast lanes, sun dances on the stones.

Jibardi

She bites me, i ask her why, her lips are like the moon, she looks me in the eye, doves sing in orange trees, sooth a city's roaring tunes, a snuffled worn out creed, scenes from other lousy fights, fire raging trying to sooth, in other bars other nights, more than any other queen, she adores this pale room, where she learns to tease, silent rituals are her right, she wraps herself in blue, under fears of dying, a breeze slips between the ruins, lifts me through the sights, is what it takes to love, in fallen paradise ?

Jaylene

She lives by a waterfall, always trying it on, not being born, sometimes gives a little show, she doesn't go to Proms, or let them know what she knows, but treads the stones, lives life on the bum, realises it's not for everyone, don’t pity this poor cow, standing in the sun, she's only here for now, around a dance of bones, who cares where she's from, if you want to be alone, she's still walking tall, her bus long gone, won't take just any call, life isn't an i phone.

Jana

Do you wonder if we know, can we name our lies, is it right we die alone, let us find our ease, not ask to jump the tide, given such a lead, granted on the ‘phone, when it comes to the way things slide, permit ourselves a little groan, learning how to see, absent features if we cry, makes our lives run free, the trees may whine and groan, look us in the eyes, dare us to come home, the wind blows black and cold, what's wrong with being nice, no matter how we moan, this is paradise. ,