A Small Treatise on Poesy
Gimme swill, not one for smooth liquors, I cannot fathom velvet. Jigger me a burlap, stir me a drink in low thread counts, course cottons and twill. My throat itches…
Poetry by Devon Brock
Gimme swill, not one for smooth liquors, I cannot fathom velvet. Jigger me a burlap, stir me a drink in low thread counts, course cottons and twill. My throat itches…