REBECCA BAKER IS A PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR ── in her late 20s, with an eye for glamour, and a brain seeking more complex challenges budding in the streets of 1950s london. So far, except a localised exposure in a vanity magazine, the young sleuth hasn't had a lot of luck. Until of course, the day arrives when she recieve...
My first poem in a long time.. There isn't any structure to this, the words don't rhyme but I've written it with a lot of emotion. I wanted to document this so that in the future, I can look back at this and laugh at my idiocy. Do give it a read, or not. Doesn't really matter xD Cover drawn by yours truly :)