Would love to have more detail on this experience. Love the close.

This smacks of e.e. cummings and I like it. Sometimes I find poems that have no capitals a little teenage-pretentious, and one-word lines make the poem stilted, but here it fits perfectly. You combine the shocking image of torches on a body at 5am with the faint humour of the voice of the poem only thinking about her underwear. 'still/and bare' at the end of the poem is a very simplistic ending, but very powerful in what is left unsaid. Amazing job.