(For Missy)
I sit in the dark, the film ghosting
across my pale skin. I clench
my eyes shut, and shudder.
Such a mess on screen: guts,
gore, and screaming. Although
I love to be frightened, I don't
love the feeling of losing my lunch.
I want a psychological attack,
not an intestinal one. I want a
movie to terrify me, not make me sick.
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