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Librería: GreatBookPrices, Columbia, MD, Estados Unidos de America
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Librería: GreatBookPrices, Columbia, MD, Estados Unidos de America
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Librería: Grand Eagle Retail, Wilmington, DE, Estados Unidos de America
Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. In Saga, the permafrost is melting and the secrets frozen within are emerging. Nothing is spared, from the old family recipe for pineapple cheesecake to the portrait of an ancestor, from the wife who sleeps with an axe under her bed to the tough heart of a man that beats beneath the skin. With an uneasy grace, these poems explore questions of love, sexuality, family, friendship and politics. They visit a childhood playground in a storm, women painted on the walls of churches, and the fjords and riot grrrls of Hannah Mettner's history. They are woven through with wild blackberry and everyday magic. 'Hannah Mettner's poems are funny and clever and lusty. They make me want to go out and look at the world again, to conjure up eternal life, and to dip my toe into the lake of flame.' -Morgan Bach, author of Middle Youth and Some of Us Eat the Seeds 'So this is the nuclear family, as dazzlingly obliterating as a mushroom cloud. And this is hedonism for bi icons - women sneak doomed smiles over their Wicca circle while men speak in reverence or fear of their spells. Mettner's witchy new work summons ghosts through a bloody heredity of mothers and daughters; menageries of lost and found lovers; spectres raised in twists of lipstick. Saga haunts like a mother's perfume, or an ex's sweat still somehow on your skin - whichever woman hurt you best, whoever's stolen make-up you now touch to your lips.' -Rebecca Hawkes, author of Meatlovers In Saga, the permafrost is melting and the secrets frozen within are emerging. Nothing is spared, from the old family recipe for pineapple cheesecake to the portrait of an ancestor, from the wife who sleeps with an axe under her bed to the tough heart of a man that beats beneath the skin. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. Nº de ref. del artículo: 9781776921157
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Librería: GreatBookPricesUK, Castle Donington, DERBY, Reino Unido
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Librería: AussieBookSeller, Truganina, VIC, Australia
Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. In Saga, the permafrost is melting and the secrets frozen within are emerging. Nothing is spared, from the old family recipe for pineapple cheesecake to the portrait of an ancestor, from the wife who sleeps with an axe under her bed to the tough heart of a man that beats beneath the skin. With an uneasy grace, these poems explore questions of love, sexuality, family, friendship and politics. They visit a childhood playground in a storm, women painted on the walls of churches, and the fjords and riot grrrls of Hannah Mettner's history. They are woven through with wild blackberry and everyday magic. 'Hannah Mettner's poems are funny and clever and lusty. They make me want to go out and look at the world again, to conjure up eternal life, and to dip my toe into the lake of flame.' -Morgan Bach, author of Middle Youth and Some of Us Eat the Seeds 'So this is the nuclear family, as dazzlingly obliterating as a mushroom cloud. And this is hedonism for bi icons - women sneak doomed smiles over their Wicca circle while men speak in reverence or fear of their spells. Mettner's witchy new work summons ghosts through a bloody heredity of mothers and daughters; menageries of lost and found lovers; spectres raised in twists of lipstick. Saga haunts like a mother's perfume, or an ex's sweat still somehow on your skin - whichever woman hurt you best, whoever's stolen make-up you now touch to your lips.' -Rebecca Hawkes, author of Meatlovers In Saga, the permafrost is melting and the secrets frozen within are emerging. Nothing is spared, from the old family recipe for pineapple cheesecake to the portrait of an ancestor, from the wife who sleeps with an axe under her bed to the tough heart of a man that beats beneath the skin. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability. Nº de ref. del artículo: 9781776921157
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Librería: CitiRetail, Stevenage, Reino Unido
Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. In Saga, the permafrost is melting and the secrets frozen within are emerging. Nothing is spared, from the old family recipe for pineapple cheesecake to the portrait of an ancestor, from the wife who sleeps with an axe under her bed to the tough heart of a man that beats beneath the skin. With an uneasy grace, these poems explore questions of love, sexuality, family, friendship and politics. They visit a childhood playground in a storm, women painted on the walls of churches, and the fjords and riot grrrls of Hannah Mettner's history. They are woven through with wild blackberry and everyday magic. 'Hannah Mettner's poems are funny and clever and lusty. They make me want to go out and look at the world again, to conjure up eternal life, and to dip my toe into the lake of flame.' -Morgan Bach, author of Middle Youth and Some of Us Eat the Seeds 'So this is the nuclear family, as dazzlingly obliterating as a mushroom cloud. And this is hedonism for bi icons - women sneak doomed smiles over their Wicca circle while men speak in reverence or fear of their spells. Mettner's witchy new work summons ghosts through a bloody heredity of mothers and daughters; menageries of lost and found lovers; spectres raised in twists of lipstick. Saga haunts like a mother's perfume, or an ex's sweat still somehow on your skin - whichever woman hurt you best, whoever's stolen make-up you now touch to your lips.' -Rebecca Hawkes, author of Meatlovers In Saga, the permafrost is melting and the secrets frozen within are emerging. Nothing is spared, from the old family recipe for pineapple cheesecake to the portrait of an ancestor, from the wife who sleeps with an axe under her bed to the tough heart of a man that beats beneath the skin. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. Nº de ref. del artículo: 9781776921157
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