Dana

Smoking a lucky star, chasing numbers, always swimming out too far, the same calendar sisters say, how we wondered, she'd make a great play, her great beating heart, lived near the wetlands, then she bought a car, sped into the fray, her face bewildered, would give anyone a race, right from the start insisted, we watch her skid park, she hit the cliff gates, her laughter gone still, almost ten years to date, love always hungers.

Chloé

In a supermarket yard, her lovely face stretched, washed by rain and dark, shining and decent, the trolleys are fetched, where the bums frequent, she walks across, where they make bets, a spirit of great spark, comes here to to assess, it's a rare frequence, not put to the test, when clearing this park, to be at her best, she shops at The Ark, but'll never forget them, life bursts with interest, unlike polished gems, the hymn of all vagrants.

Bella

Lonely as this fools game, you don't know what to do, who you have to pay, the same with pasting rouge, when others look for praise, how you ought to know, just when you say, somwone give me a tow, the punter turns up late, how they break your bones, think if you hesitate, won't leave you alone, forget about their pay, duties come with stones, they'll just have to wait, I need time not groans, stories to write and create, at easy depths not shallows, blow smoke find a mate.

Avery

The house is in ruins, clouds billow out the sky, who will bring us truth, we all die intestate, however lawyers lie, it’s better than commensurate, even God is not immune, when money's put aside, but he won't be duped, coal burns in the grate, he sees how they cry, crabbed fingers on paper plates. it isn't me you fool, putting gold in their tide, seeking out lost tunes, am not yet a wooden crate, their poisoned eyes alight, debts have come too late, summons our different hues, while we laugh and cry, bring all my lovers too, tell them resign.

Zuri

Do you remember the sea, the swell and the spray, our dance of summer holidays, now the kids have flown, gone away, making their own homes, we drop to the beach, at the end of the quay, all our loving of Thebes, oh yes there's also gloom, suddenly drained, wonder where time has gone, laughing you grab my feet, guide me where we lay, my troubles cease, I'm a windblown soul, we rest in the lee, embrace secrets of the old, horizons like these.

Yana

you have such giving ways, bring me Champagne, on my birthday, what can we do alone, without any sense of shame, lead lives all our own, wine pours down my face, like being Christened again, you fire me my Angel, why be here or gone, without a glass to drain, laughing at unknowns, choose to live not waste, our souball coloured spray, get called upon to praise, when we swim along in rhythm with the waves, those trips filled with song, so easy to celebrate.

Xitlali.

The year Duke passed away, i couldn't get past the blues, was shrunken day by day, i hated to be alone, to hear anything new, on the street or Metro, but you became an angel, i didn't have a clue, you acted as my sage, arranged all the loans, gave me back a muse, put jelly on my bones, before this game, i'd imposed a curfew, you paid wages, when I began to play, you listened to the tune, taught me to re- arrange, got me through.