Where Silence Keeps You

The things we swallow have to live somewhere.

This is the book to read alone, late, with the phone face-down. At its heart, a long poem that moves like a tide and slips your grip every time you reach for it. Around it, the words that stay stuck in the throat and the people who keep slipping out of arm's reach.

Williamson writes as close to silence as language gets, spare where it means to wound, fierce where you least expect.

For anyone who has felt a silence get louder than the room it filled.

Poems by Eric Williamson. Cover design by the author. Signed and hand-numbered.