Poems from the diary of an immortal time-travelling rake, or someone imagining themselves to be such a rake, having drunk too many espressos? A series of beautifully skewed, left-field, back-handed love poems..
Poems from the diary of an immortal time-travelling rake, or someone imagining themselves to be such a rake, having drunk too many espressos? A series of beautifully skewed, left-field, back-handed love poems.