Della

My hands have a flow, they maybe flawed, but it's something I know, love rides a lilac sea, whoever takes the tour, relies upon it with me, life's more than a cone, a furious cause, I won't let you doze, my tune is your creed, come back for more, let's rip this scene, dance in my zone, like you used to before, our time is good mojo, knowledge that's for real, my clothes sweep the floor, how good it feels, I'll buffer your tones, give succour to the poor, temper your groans, my eye on the door.

Casey

I'll let you follow, what people up here feel, in their bones, that jilted smile's strain, blowing through the trees, they see it miles away, right now those police cones, scream locks without a key, makes the river beckon, why seek the rain, peer in mountain streams, you can't dance every day, nothing to bestow, with his other crazy schemes, he was no picture show, it's a long drain, to live without a dream, face out each coming day, there's no need to borrow, we see how you've been, times it's best to know, nothing's how it seems.

Beth

Gamble everything away, don't care what you do, it won't escape my rage, at winter's iron maw, each issue from your muse, is just a shallow caw, watch ships in the bay, work is such a ruse, salt always in your cake, everyone's your whore, sad song's arrive on cue, what a cache they hoard, smoking stogeys in the rain, every trick in use, your life is such a game, love curdles tied with cord, witness how they hate you, one day they will roar, swipe at causes betrayed, conceal bitter fruit, mangle roses at your grave, drunk on schadenfreude.

Amy

Is it love of rain, or a burning pyre, you pray against, sitting in the gloom, asking who;s for hire, no one leaves this room, if there's problems look away, listening to the criers, habits not easy to break, to do what you do, your eyes seek the wire, they were never blue, give offerings to the saved, provide ice cold ire, nothing is what you gave, whispering at my perfume, provides a coat to lie in, songs you sing never true, defiled by trains, your tongue is a liar, the miracles you crave, beyond any fire.

Zaya

I stand in the nave, where praise be, I know I'll be saved, my eyes are like thunder, wine dark as the sea, love never slumbers, in the blue grave, stripped beneath the trees, nothing's left to trade, between here and surrender, grows an old amber need, doesn't stay to linger, my heart starts to break, it's late for the season, birds go on their way, my face shines in wonder, my soul laughing clean, i nearly tore asunder, it's quiet in this place, fifty years of heed, find their own space, someone waits for me.

Yaretzi

She has some spark, her lovely face lights, mail waits in the yard, she hankers for love, the rest of the night, why worry what's above, with her delivery cart, they ask her to try, the latest bars, we all need a crust, the trolley suits her fine, she won't drink doubles, she never walks far, to rush is a crime, each step there's a mark, works without gloves, unlike other times, when the sun comes up, if there's ever a chart, to show us what's right, let us post cards, she'll be first in line.

Ximena

In the Spring twilight, you see the poor, huddled by the security line, it's cold for the season, sons and daughters, same lack of freedom, the big river a tide, brings a truth sought, don't need to ask why, they shiver in the lee, the city above the port, shines on sickness of being, to worry about time, if they'll be caught, in some new policy drive, there's just no reason, to tolerate the slaughter, rung like a guilty plea, every walk of sodden life, ends here with nought, some bring their wives, who could want more ?