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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Jessica Mookherjee's Desire Lines is a deeply thrilling joyride into a glamorous/anti-glamorous world of sex, drugs and stolen books. Mookherjee crafts, largely through prose-poetry, a love letter to her golden years in eighties and nineties London. The poetry erupts into choppy river-washed rhythm with tales so urgent and visceral, life simply sings from the pages, wrapped up in gin, leather jackets and cheap nail polish.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Jessica Mookherjee's Desire Lines is a deeply thrilling joyride into a glamorous/anti-glamorous world of sex, drugs and stolen books. Mookherjee crafts, largely through prose-poetry, a love letter to her golden years in eighties and nineties London. The poetry erupts into choppy river-washed rhythm with tales so urgent and visceral, life simply sings from the pages, wrapped up in gin, leather jackets and cheap nail polish.