The Things I Buried Alive is the second installment in Noah Rook’s haunting poetry series, a quiet, confessional descent into the aftermath of trauma. Where Soft Things Don’t Last Here screamed for survival, this book sits in the silence that follows. It is a collection of buried memories, dissociated truths, and the quiet ache of trying to rebuild a self that was never given room to grow.
Told in raw, unfiltered verse, these poems explore the long shadow of pain: the way it lingers in the body, echoes in relationships, and shapes every attempt at healing. Through heartbreak, fatherhood, memory loss, and unspoken grief, Noah offers something rare, a voice that doesn’t beg to be heard, but refuses to be forgotten.
This isn’t just poetry.
It’s what happens when silence finally finds language.