A chapbook of 9 poems about how easily one falls into decadence, rot & corruption. (CHORUS:) we are the newly rich & spoiled. we dry bloodstains with hundred dollar bills & burn them after. / we pour white wine in our bathtubs to hide the bodies rotting under. / we spray their blood on our faces & pretend it's rosewater. / we are nouveaux riches, we are pourris gâtés, & impossible to please. GET IT ON: https://payhip.com/b/l8jz