I remember this game we used to play in grade school. We'd ask someone: Can you guess what I have behind my back?
You never knew if it was a candy or a daddy long legs or a tick or boogers.
But the next part of the game was--Open your hands and close your eyes, and I'll give it to you. Okay?
Yeah, okay. Sure.
No peeks!
I think of that game at the beginning of the new year. Or whenever anyone is talking about the future. As if it's a hand with something I don't really want to touch but will anyhow.
What Hope Looks Like Now: Hopepunk and Stories That Refuse to Give Up
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Author B.R. Kang breaks down what hope in fiction looks like now by diving
into hopepunk and the stories that refuse to give up.
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[Forest Gump] Yeah, life is like a box of chocolates...[/Forest Gump]
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