Mutant, you said, and we understood. Moonlight unlocks murder dreams, the angels sober. In the mystic […]
Brynn Saito
Toothless starlight, sing to me now. Low moon, skin-swaddled and ancient, speak from the I of […]
Last Lines by Brynn Saito
Brynn Saito’s “First Lines” and “Last Lines” weave together imperatives, fragments, and questions to create a […]
An Introduction to Brynn Saito by Traci Brimhall

Recent years have seen an ever-increasing preoccupation with the ownership of literary texts, a desire to claim everything […]