this free-form half-poetry visual-writing book is how my mind thinks. There are always minimum a dozen entirely different thoughts or conversations or whatevers on a page and you have to balance between them - which do you read first ? Do you read one line of each ? Do you read in sections ? Must read the all-caps first ? But what if you miss something ?

Rebecca Watson's stark depiction of how insidious trauma can be over the course of only one day is truly beautiful and harrowing.
If I could give six stars, I would.