Clubber Poem by Esme Varley

I wrote this poem after I saw an acquaintance of mine working in a bar and told me she also worked as clubbing rep. Though she seemed happy, I knew the facts underneath. She was in her early twenties and her life evolved around partying and she was still in the same town living with her parents while most of her old friends had moved away to work. I wondered for a long time after what she must be feeling and this poem is what I imagined...