Zombies
I have this feeling that The Walking Dead is more real than The Bachelorette or one of those housewife shows on Bravo. It feels real—like news on CNN but less clinical, more devastating, and more accurate.
Am I crazy or do zombies just feel… true?
I watched just one episode of that show. It’s likely all I’ll watch. I’m squeamish and terrified of spiritless flesh.
Still, I feel like that episode will hang around in my head, peeking out from behind the curtains, moaning from beneath the stairs.
As I watched that man aim his rifle, the lines crossed on his wife’s forehead…
It’s not good—this fallen world.
My name’s Jennifer Gerhardt.
