Hanif Abdurraqib’s contribution to Sad Happens, an anthology exploring sadness & tears, edited by Brandon Stosuy
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SHIVERS - Outside, spring rain seeps into the cracks in the walls and the cobblestone streets, and into grated storm drains. All the way down into the sewers... Above ground, the first May bells blossom.
For Klaasje:
the damsel in distress
the femme fatale
the votary of le Retour
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BONUS: Alternate version. This was my original concept for the portrait, but I think the may bells are more evocative, but I still really like this one, so here you go:
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I came here to say, if you are there, maybe you can talk to my friend Orym and try to say that we're okay and we're alive and hopefully we'll see you soon.
A Prayer Answered
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“Some connections are made with wires, and some are made with blood, and some are made with bone, and some are made with wood, but they all matter. And they, even in this dark dark cave… make every day a smiley day.”
I wept so hard, Sam is so good at making blazes of glory it should be illegal how heart wrenching he makes them.
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minor illusion fuckery
and revenge:
this is how you know it's true love tbh - c3e64
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