Just in time for the Halloween season.Â I Am Not Your Final Girl is a collection of horror-themed poetry draws on the female characters of horror cinema â€” the survivors, victims, villains, and monsters â€” who prowl through dark worlds, facing oppression, persecution, violence, and death. In her introduction,Â Claire C. Holland notes, “I draw strength from the many strong women around me, both real and fictional.”Â The women in this collection channel their pain and rage into a galvanizing force. They fight. They claim power over their own bodies. They take their power back. They do not relent.
“I have known monsters and I have known men.
I have stood in their long shadows, propped
them up with my own two hands, reached
for their inscrutable faces in the dark. They
are harder to set apart than you know.
â€” “Clarice,” The Silence of the Lambs (1991)
As a horror fan, I know many of the characters and movies referenced, and it’s fascinating to peer in at them from the unique perspective of these Holland’s words. That said, there just as many that I haven’t seen and a few I had not hear of â€” but not knowing the direct reference in each case did not stop me from enjoying the poem for its own sake, the words drawing me in. And now I have a list of movies that I need to seek out and watch.
“Separate yourself, like sliding wire through
clay. Divide your organs â€“Â heart, lungs, tongue,
and brain. You think you need them all?
You’d be shocked what a woman can live
without. We’re like roaches, we thrive”
â€” from “Shideh,” Under the Shadow (2016)
I read I Am Not Your Final Girl from top to bottom with delight. Although the subject is focused on horror, the collection doesn’t come off as a downer. Instead, it presents a sense of fierce hope in the act of resistance, in rising up, in fighting back.
Footnote: I won a copy of this book in some sort of contest â€”Â Instagram or Twitter or something, where precisely has completely swooshed out of my head (it’s gone and I don’t expect to get it back). Whatever or wherever the contest was held, I am grateful to have received a copy of his collection, because I loved reading it.