Britt Warner came to Tucson during the 2025 fires in her native Los Angeles and never left. She began documenting poetic and humorous observations of her new habitat on Threads in real-time, gaining a devoted following of natives and transplants alike who appreciated seeing the "Dirty T" through fresh eyes. In Tucson is the result, a follow-up to her book The Old Carousel, released the same year.

Pre-order now and be the first to receive a copy of the book when it’s released October 10th!

“A poet on another planet.” - Joshua Turek, Notes of a New Dad

Excerpt:

In Tucson, 

the saguaro ribs become my bones 

and the green bark of the palo verde becomes my skin 

and the wind becomes my weight in water 

and thus, I acclimate.

A collection of poems and short stories by Britt Warner, The Old Carousel is a feminine reckoning that doesn’t shy away from the universal yet hidden truths of human behavior, painting wildly unflinching renderings of sex, childhood, money, societal roles, and personal growth. Sad, funny, and undeniably steamy. Order now to receive your signed first edition copy.

"Britt thinks in dizzyingly honest layers and shares them accessibly. Her writing in this collection is raw and unforgiving. She's funny and vulnerable, like Larry David if he cared about romance more than getting a laugh." - Joshua Turek, On The Outside Looking Up

“Distinctly feminine but stoney and authoritative all at the same time...like a dominatrix wistfully staring out a window during a rainstorm at the end of a long day.” - Aimee DeLong, Disco Ball Cherry

“A brilliantly incisive, funny, and tragic perspective on trying to break free beyond emotional parameters set by those who have never had to toe the line…being stuck in a liminal space where our patriarchal society demands she relinquish the grip on her precious youth while somehow maintaining an age not too far beyond it. A brutally honest portrayal of love and lust, mucky and experiential, planting her own flag somewhere between Miranda July and Sam Shepard.” - Travis Turek, Honeywolf Says