Milly

Is this what prison's for, to drink illicit sisters' whisky, on your own, but in a daily reality, we work this territory, wishing we were free, no one really gets over, all the time saying please, being on your Jack Jones, you look at deserted trees, feel your swollen feet, rain falls across the sea, in hushed magenta tones, behind a troubled serendipity, you speak like a drone, they say you've been honed, to numb away the pity, a lovers' voice tolls, do this for me !!

Maisie

Last act of of my rage, furious eyes cyclone, don't go dancing again, the ribbons of a fight, wild sunlight on her bones, there are no second lives, she'll go anyway, a dancer's last throw, forgets yesterday's shame, tethered like a kite, i struggle to explain, maybe in a little while, she turns away her face, smiles at the angry tones, another one to blame, the useless games, we play when we're alone, in different ways, she's gone.

Madeleine

Who dreams of warm bars, moonshine dancing on the pier, a door always left ajar, forget that path to fame, your time's laid down here, no more running for planes, everything around not far, only dreams break clear, by bycycle or by car, give no credence to trains, that suddenly appear, like drifters across the plain, always laugh at the stars, you won't keep shedding tears, pearls form in small parts, around an exercise yard, contain your fears, whatever passes in the dark, another ship sails near.

Martina

Our togetherness marks, what gets lost with time, futile to start, as if beyond the war zone, peace replaces lies, to settle in our bones, her eyes sweep the bar, she says, with bright surprise, bums never travel far, my hand holds the phone, sweeps along the line, does she want to die alone, shiny as a celebrity's car, she asks for more wine, her smile like a box yard, who needs to be hard, when she's up this high, I look to the stars, don't ask me why.

Marianne

Why say I'm not part of you, my insides heave, home is a distant slew, waves of listless drummers, pad dream like at my feet, bad echoes from the sun, you don't need a clue, to particularly receive, your own dread news, or if there are troubles, that morbid fools greet, with memories of love, faces crash out a tattoo, mascara runs lemon streaked, the sea is cobalt blue, nothing stays perfumed, alone by the beach, i shrug at the view, 'you're history' gulls screech.

Molly

Large hands, still gait, i love your ease, coming home tenderly late, looked after, time flown, people live long around here, but houses sold then gone, you walk into the night, some other's words be free, under evening's freight, wondering if we'll ever know, how long this family cease, i've never lived alone, ask of those who wait, now released, over water today, try to hold their gaze, remember the songs and see, dissipate. all i want to feel.

Leucha

Doesn't matter what you face, will it let you feel, the balm of better days, nights turning cool, beneath the trees, hot seasons coming soon, can you control the maze, the rivers release, in what you have to say, blue air melts in June, Our Lady knows your ways, where love gets tuned, solace contained, within last night's ease, streets you walk all day, the path of hidden pain, is constant as a reel, sleeping while awake, sometimes to kneel.