Statue of Liberty, holding her torch, still burning, in a paper bag with an upside down American flag, and a sign that says, ‘and then they came for me,’ and a sign that says, ‘Abolish Ice.’
She's not holding the torch high anymore. It's burning quietly in a paper bag, beside a red card and the last pieces of her dignity. The facade is rusted, the boots are worn, and the refugees are unwelcome. ICE is loose on the streets and liberty is crying. This isn't protest- it's mourning.