Antique Dolls | Spokane, WA | August 2019
What sparks dread? I had a friend in college who shivered at the glowing tip of any extinguished candle wick. “Spook eye,” he said. A co-worker in New Orleans never walked through alleys. “Something’s in there,” she whispered as we avoided a shortcut to lunch. “Something bad.” Dolls in quantity unnerve me. Sure, they’re inanimate objects. But do they know that? Maybe it’s possible that anything human-shaped could host a malevolent spirit. Not that I believe in such silliness.
[Are those eyes following me?]