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The sonstress's debut collection of poems honours the familiar aesthetic of her music. Think burning nostalgia for a California that no longer exists; and her fondness for Beatnik poets, rockstars, 1950's pop culture. This is the book of poems you want by your bedside; under a clear sky at the beach; on a summer's picnic. - Melody (QBD)
Guest, 15/11/2020