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.