THE SUBTLE DOMESTIC DREAD OF ANATOMY
When I was a kid there was nothing more terrifying than a dark basement. I vividly remember the dread I’d feel having to go down into the darkness to fetch something, those awful steps between the edge of the upstairs light and the basement light switch that loomed just in the darkness. Each time I’d head upstairs, I’d hit that switch and scramble for the steps – scared that whatever might
