UNTITLED #13

Fear me, then,

For am I not Lori Strode

Risen and victorious?

I defy you to find me drunk

Either reveling in public

Or alone, at home.

Things are better now

Than they've ever been -

Now I may, grim and bitter,

Gloat that I was right

And you were wrong...

And it was not fatal!

[NOTE: an early Happy Halloween 🎃 to all you boys and ghouls out there, whatever your age...]