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Our Bookseller says:
“The cover of Brute is a portrait of Fenrir, the world-ending wolf of Norse myth, but it’s titled “Gleipnir” after the impossible ribbon that binds him and spares us his violence. This contradictory chain — mades of a fish’s breath and a bird’s spit — is nowhere near enough to hold back Emily Skaja’s rage. She is more than willing to embrace contradictions; the chains that still the wolf are whips in her hands. Skaja’s poems have shades of Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. They also have shades of your high school-era breakup poetry, in the best way. They’re angry, vulnerable, confessional, and (just occasionally) darkly funny. Some will chill you to the bone, others are like watching a wildfire, but all of them will you totally shaken.” – Terry