the scariest part, is always, in the beginning
when we meet. & I'm six,
which means, I'm four, and a boy
slides down, our screen door, masked
a chin so sharp, it's familial
why wouldn't I take it, as a threat, when he's hiding
as Scream– a movie from which
in the beginning, the Black girl dies, publicly
& it becomes, the sole reason I'm considered, 
			brave, A ghost
's face, meaning I'm gifted, I think. Iono, 
I don't like watching horror, movies, like that
I'm killed. The end. & sometimes, it's sufficient
the stories I tell myself, about survival