There are books you pick up. And then there are books that feel like they’ve been waiting for you.Something Here Belongs to You doesn’t ask for interpretation—it invites attention.Across 84 poems, it drifts through quiet longings, the closene...

There are books you pick up. And then there are books that feel like they’ve been waiting for you.Something Here Belongs to You doesn’t ask for interpretation—it invites attention.Across 84 poems, it drifts through quiet longings, the closeness and ache of human connection, the magic of mundane things, and the subtle wounds of living in modern times. Some pages might feel like something you were trying to say for years, finally put into coherence. Others may startle you into remembering something you hadn’t realised you'd forgotten.These are poems disguised as pauses. Not pages to rush through, but ones that ask you to slow down. To notice what still stings. What still clings. What might finally be ready to go. Or what was always gently calling you back.You don’t need to be a ‘poetry person.’ Just a person. Ideally, someone who has ever felt a little out of place, or held a thought and quietly wondered if anyone else had it too. Or one who has thought a little too much for a little too long.If that’s you, this book already knows you.And if you’re still on the fence, picture this: a friend picks it up from your shelf one day, flips through a page, and says, “Wait… this is beautiful.” And you smile. Like you knew all along.