Gaia Rajan is a poet fully alive in the world and in the world of her poems. Watch for her; she is a poet with wings.

William Fargason, The Colorado Review

Killing It

"Gaia Rajan’s Killing It deeply considers the ethics of poetic observation: “I worry that to be a poet is to sit and wait for beautiful things / to die. To exploit distance. To steal / flight.” With extraordinary narrative deftness, Rajan guides her reader from phantom water sounds trapped in a knee to the televangelical economy of Ohio with skillful, almost mathematical wordplay and uncanny insight....The poems are not about distance or flight, then, but what is still holy about the proximate and the fallen, what we do with what has already been deemed damned."
—Megan Fernandes, author of Good Boys and The Kingdom and After

"It’s best read in the fall, or the dusk, any time filled with long shadows and liminal outlines...Killing It is a taste of the crepuscular: beautiful, easy to wander in, yet full of potential danger."
—R. Thursday, Up The Staircase Quarterly

"In her outstanding new chapbook Killing It, Gaia Rajan explores queerness and the overwhelm of outside reactions to that queerness. “I lived / in a narrow house where every night the ceiling / closed on me like a lid.”...Rajan manages to fit an anthology’s worth of striking images into this chapbook, and I’m already aching to reread it."
—Paige Lewis, author of Space Struck

Moth Funerals

"Can Gaia Rajan just tell us every story? With a voice that is forever lyrical yet foreboding, Rajan is the present and the future of poetry. Moth Funerals is a stunning debut that urges us to retell our own futures...Gaia Rajan gives me power."
—Dorothy Chan, author of BABE (Diode 2021)

"This is a work that bursts with the tangled spell of teenage girlhood...Rajan’s voice becomes identifiably hers early on, carrying with it a strength of emotion that never seems to fade."
—Cameron Gorman, The Journal

"This chapbook is about a poet writing the legend of themselves while they’re still alive, before anyone else tries to tell what Rajan’s speaker calls “my myth” first."
—William Fargason, The Colorado Review