"I am tired of being loved without the burden of proof, without a stitch of evidence."

As a lawyer, this line obviously stood out to me. It isn't often terms like this are used in poetry. Though, I guess it makes sense in the eyes of someone whom the law rarely favors. This collection of poetry is the absolute best I've read this year (and in a while). Sumaya Enyegue takes the rage, anger, defeat, rebirth, reality, resurrection, and survival of her life and turns it spectacularly into art. There is not a dull poem or phrase that is thrown out without meaning. Each verse and line stands to evoke feeling in the reader, which it certainly does.

A lot of modern poetry I've read lately tends to be preaching positivity even when the subject is dire. Sumaya Enyegue calls out the ugliness in her world with such a precise reality that jars the reader to attention.

"Rearranging my Traumas" was the most genius poem of them all. I am a sucker for wordplay, but to make it meaningful, as well, was amazing.

Thank you for writing this collection - I will be recommending it to everyone I know.