An unwaveringly confident debut collection and an exciting contribution to contemporary poetry. This collection does not invite us but compels us to look with the poet, as Leanna Petronella addresses the female body and female relationships with rare candour and emotional resonance.

"Haunting the spheres of womb and bone and mother-longing, Leanna Petronella is so good! These are poems wet with blood and blooming with mystery, and we need them in our dry garden of a world." --Melissa Broder, author of Last Sext

"This is a book of transport that turns the imagination into a bathysphere, a spacecraft, a carousel. Petronella is not afraid to examine matters of sex, blood, private calamity with bold wit and verve. And while a whimsical intellect drives these poems through childhood closets and vivid menageries, the reader notes the signs of peril littering such a landscape: 'unsepulchered girlish legs, ' 'wasps and teeth, ' 'pieces of beak.' Come ride this exquisite vessel of The Imaginary Age whose shadows leave a strange calligraphy on the ground." --Carolina Ebeid, author of You Ask Me to Talk About the Interior

"Like many of the best fairy tales, Leanna Petronella's The Imaginary Age tells the story of a daughter trying to make her way through the world with one pocket stuffed with grief and the other full of memories for her lost mother. In a distinct voice that merges surrealist imagery and playful use of poetic forms, Petronella has created a collection of completely new and deeply satisfying myths for coming of age, sexual awakening, and living joyfully, meaningfully, authentically ever after. " --Kathryn Nuernberger, author of Rue