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by Pete Hebden
A wave came through the house;ravenous, sweepingall we owned or wishedafter that touch in the hallwayand the faces of those we knewbefore and then,...
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by Pete Hebden
The title of this one certainly caught my eye, and the poem below it certainly didn't disappoint!
The Pregnant Man
It began with blood, a red ...
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by Pete Hebden
Raindrop
This you know: the muffled drumbeatsingling out your window, diamondon the glass; or, from a sullen clouda pearl on your lapel dissolving...
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by Pete Hebden
I was sat in the office, perusing the wonderful Emma Press anthology Homesickness and Exile (I do occasionally do some work, I promise) when I came...
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