On Horror Movies and What It Means to Rewrite the Dead Girl
She is the page on which the story is written. Her body is a crime scene, and the victim of the crime, and the perpetrator of a crime, all at once.
The Autopsy of Jane Doe
The Autopsy of Jane Doe
Blame is transferred through the body of the dead girl. In her sightless eyes are all our failings.
Lindsay King-Miller’s writing has appeared in Glamour Magazine, Bitch Magazine, Cosmopolitan.com, Vice.com, and numerous other publications. She lives in Denver with her partner, their daughter, and two very spoiled cats. She is the author of Ask A Queer Chick (Plume, 2016). You can follow her on Twitter @askaqueerchick.
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