On Not Screaming is a lovely little book of pleasure, each poem marking Eloisa Amezcua's obsession with naming and frustration with being named. Conflict here is wrought by imagery that is exact yet fleeting, and the poems of eros make it clear that desire is always about what we don't have. This is a brilliant series of poems.
–Jericho Brown, author of The New Testament
Here is a book of poems that is, at every turn, deeply invested in the kinds of love we share—with each other, with ourselves, with our pasts, and with our futures. In one moment, “we fall asleep / and there is no more falling.” In the next, the morning where “we fabricate each / other into being.” I am so grateful to Eloisa Amezcua for all her fabrications, for building us this little museum of love.
–Kaveh Akbar, author of Calling a Wolf a Wolf [on Symptoms of Teething]
–Jericho Brown, author of The New Testament
Here is a book of poems that is, at every turn, deeply invested in the kinds of love we share—with each other, with ourselves, with our pasts, and with our futures. In one moment, “we fall asleep / and there is no more falling.” In the next, the morning where “we fabricate each / other into being.” I am so grateful to Eloisa Amezcua for all her fabrications, for building us this little museum of love.
–Kaveh Akbar, author of Calling a Wolf a Wolf [on Symptoms of Teething]
