Virginia texted me last night: “The ICE videos are splitting my bones.”
Bone-splitting for all its gore is somehow an eloquent expression of the feeling we’re all feeling. (And we expect nothing less from VH!!) When I try to express this deadened-dread feeling of anguish and fear and overstimulation, I keep getting stiff-armed by the word “upsetting.” “…
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