54. I See the World Through Pain Goggles, and You Refuse My Visual Voice

A blood-smeared pencil drawing of a bent woman with a razor taped beneath it. Text: I am tired of composing in ways that look well.
A pencil sketch of a shaggy-haired, stooped woman, one leg behind a book, superimposed on top of a list of citations written backward. She is shaded in blood; the razor used to draw the blood is taped beneath the image. Both drawing and razor are covered with a clear Saniderm bandage. Credit: Vyshali Manivannan, CC BY-NC-SA 4.0.

I have so many reasons, personal and bodily, to value graphic social science.

(–93. The Rightful Owners of Pain)