Write-In 2019: 'Jack, Jill, a Hill' by Sarah Mosedale

Jack came back, bad lad.

I’m mad, me.

I baked lamb, cake; he fed, had mead.

I led him hill high.

He fell. Dead.

I blame him.

I’m calm, me.

Write-In 2019: 'Birthday' by Summer Phillips.

Jack baked.

Maggie fell, face caked.

“A jammie gem,” he giggled.

Maggie, glacé ice cheeked.

Life jaded,

a facade.

Each high he deemed ace,

like Maggie cake face.

Image held.

Write-In 2019: 'Dig, He Begged' by Maxine Davies

Bake cake. Make jam. Be fickle. A gilded cage. He gambled. Bad game. Metallic blade. Ice limb, acid milk. “Lie,” he begged. “Hide,” he begged. I became like magic.

Write-In 2019: 'Cake' by Maia Cornish

Ma fed me ham. I fell ill. 

Dad made me cake. I beamed. 

Ma fed me beef. I died. 

Ma blamed Dad. 

I came back. 

Ma made me cake.

Write-In 2019: 'Blame Game' by Lynda McMahon

I blame him. He lead me. Big, bad, a cad. Fed me fig jam, ham, mead. Bed head jagged. I bled. He came. I fled. Dead mad. Had.

Write-In 2019: 'Did Jack Kill Jill?' by Mary Sheehan

Jack liked Jill... Jill liked Bill.
Made Jack feel bad... became mega mad.
He blamed Bill... aimed a kill.
A head bled... Jill fell dead.
Jack failed bail... did jail.

Write-In 2019: 'Emailed' by Taye Carrol

[Image]: A black-magic book, a dagger, a bloody bag, a chemical

acid, a decalcified head, a bad check, a fake ID, a filled

billfold.

A dead maid.

A life blackmailed.