your mind is a slow burn"

from On the Infinite Fault Lines of Contemporary Life by Asiya Wadud (published by Literary Hub)

Wadud's new book of poetry, Crosslight for Youngbird, captures rich slices of existence, as well as our shared, insoluble dilemma of geography and history or self and body. I finished it today. Some fragments:

Doom is walking on your own two feet to a clean expanse. Resolve is the ready supplication, a pilgrimage to a church on your knees. Resolve is the rain-hewn path, it glistening high against the black asphalt. Resolve is a needle's eye, with a single way in. Carrion is the twin stench of doom and resolve.

...

Little bear, you spent 77 days with your own black thoughts,  chasing a scythe, a sickle, a sepulcher, sentry. You spent all those days chasing your own slippery tail, fishing for carrion.

...

your mind is bright and wild as a snail's / your mind is a slow burn

 - F