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November 3, 2023
Poetry
I Grant You Refuge
It is our great honor to publish this translation of “I Grant You Refuge” by Palestinian poet, novelist, and teacher, Hiba Abu Nada. “Refuge” was written on October 10th and is among the last pieces she composed before being martyred by an Israeli airstrike on October 20th. We are beyond grateful to Huda Fakhreddine for her incredible translation from the original Arabic.
Hiba Abu Nada
(trans. Huda Fakhreddine)

1.
I grant you refuge
in invocation and prayer.
I bless the neighborhood and the minaret
to guard them
from the rocket

from the moment
it is a general’s command
until it becomes
a raid.

I grant you and the little ones refuge,
the little ones who
change the rocket’s course
before it lands
with their smiles.

2.
I grant you and the little ones refuge,
the little ones now asleep like chicks in a nest.

They don’t walk in their sleep toward dreams.
They know death lurks outside the house.

Their mothers’ tears are now doves
following them, trailing behind
every coffin.
3.
I grant the father refuge,
the little ones’ father who holds the house upright
when it tilts after the bombs.
He implores the moment of death:
“Have mercy. Spare me a little while.
For their sake, I’ve learned to love my life.
Grant them a death
as beautiful as they are.”

4.
I grant you refuge
from hurt and death,
refuge in the glory of our siege,
here in the belly of the whale.

Our streets exalt God with every bomb.
They pray for the mosques and the houses.
And every time the bombing begins in the North,
our supplications rise in the South.

5.
I grant you refuge
from hurt and suffering.

With words of sacred scripture
I shield the oranges from the sting of phosphorous
and the shades of cloud from the smog.

I grant you refuge in knowing
that the dust will clear,
and they who fell in love and died together
will one day laugh.
Hiba Abu Nada is a novelist, poet, and educator. Her novel Oxygen is Not for the Dead won the Sharjah Award for Arab Creativity in 2017. She wrote this poem on Oct. 10th, 2023. She died a martyr, killed in her home in south Gaza by an Israeli raid on Oct. 20th, 2023. She was 32 years old.

Huda Fakhreddine is Associate Professor of Arabic literature at the University of Pennsylvania. She is a writer, a translator, and the author of several scholarly books.

Her final tweet on October 8 reads:

“Gaza’s night is dark apart from the glow of rockets, quiet apart from the sound of the bombs, terrifying apart from the comfort of prayer, black apart from the light of the martyrs. Good night, Gaza.”

1 month ago

my old writing blog. god it was peak whyd i deactivate it again. :( i probably woulda have so much inspo if i didnt deactivate


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9 months ago
Bloom In The Abyss

bloom in the abyss

10 months ago
Happy Pride Month

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3 weeks ago

haha. hahahaha ha.... leans on a expensive lamborghini with. with roses in m y mouth. hey! heyyy ☆(>ᴗ•)

I WANT YOU PLEASE... .. . ONE ECHANCE?!? I'LL GET ON MY KNEES EVEN LIKE NO JOKE. I WILL. DON'T TEST ME BOY!!!!!!

??? WHAT. i dont need u on ur knees...? come off anon so i can give an answer

1 month ago

Have you seen the standees set with all the pairs, each with one of them dead and it's called "Love-Hate"? I can get how it applies to Ivantill and Hyunaluka, but how does it apply to Mizisua?

Wild timing haha, you somehow managed to send this in right after I finished reading a great breakdown of it by @/crustyfloor this morning. Definitely check it out if you haven't already, I'm going to try not to reiterate what's already covered there.

In the Sua's Protection post I elaborated on the inherent selfishness of self-sacrifice:

Self-sacrifice doesn't need the other party's consent.

It doesn't ask for their opinion.

It doesn't give them the right to choose, because the choice is already made for them.

Conversations are about communicating, but even moreso, conversations in a relationship are about respecting each other's thoughts and opinions. It's a way for two (or more) people to touch base, know where each other are at, and find solutions together for the sake of each other and making the relationship work.

Conversations are an outreached hand, and when another person grasps that hand, communication is established.

Self-sacrifice means turning your back on the conversation and making the choice without regard for your partner, thereby placing your own feelings and decisions, your own will above someone else's.

Relationships aren't about any one singular person.

Sua's actions are for Mizi's sake yes, but by doing what she did, Sua essentially chose "Mizi" over "Mizi&Sua" and... while we can empathize with Sua's actions, I think it's also understandable for Mizi to be deeply hurt and resentful about that. In the end it was Sua who ripped "Mizi&Sua" away from her.

Someone might pose the question: "But can "Mizi&Sua" really exist in a world where one of them needs to die in a death match?"

Honestly I think yes, because "Mizi&Sua" will exist for as long as both of them are still invested in this relationship and its future — as long as both of them are putting in the effort of keeping this relationship alive regardless of whatever frightful things to come.

But what happened in Round 1 is that Sua gave the lie, the illusion of "Mizi&Sua" (in on this together) when in actuality she has long since chosen "Mizi" (and deleted herself from the equation of this relationship without Mizi ever knowing).

The moment Sua chose death, she gave up on "Mizi&Sua."

Have You Seen The Standees Set With All The Pairs, Each With One Of Them Dead And It's Called "Love-Hate"?

Now that we've established some of the logistics of MiziSua love-hate, let's take a closer look at the art itself, which seems to reflect a very nuanced manifestation of love-hate in Mizi.

Hate is often seen as a harsh, violent emotion. It's an aggressive feeling that you need to put energy into to fuel.

Yet this scene is almost... tranquil.

Mizi is very docile here, curled into herself like a small animal.

Her expression is numb. The type of numb you only reach after breaking down and crying for hours upon hours until you can't cry anymore.

We see none of the raw rage she showed in Round 5. There's no lashing out, no screaming and no ferocity in this scene.

This artwork shows that Mizi's hate is tender. It is subdued. It is a hurt that festers in her chest.

Mizi's hate is a quiet, vulnerable, "Why?"

In their post, @/crustyfloor describes Sua here as "simply hovering over her and watching in an eerie, enigmatic way" which imo captures it perfectly.

Sua is an eerie ghost now to Mizi, an enigma in death.

Round 1 shattered Mizi's perception of the world and as a result, of Sua and the bond they shared as well. But she has nowhere to go, reeling in all of her newfound questions, because Sua is now no longer with her.

Here, Mizi looks up at the one she loved, the one she still loves, in askance.

And her hate is one of questions that will never receive answers.


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4 months ago

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1 month ago
If It's Any Consolation, There Exists A World, Somewhere Out There, Far Away, Where You Could Have Been
If It's Any Consolation, There Exists A World, Somewhere Out There, Far Away, Where You Could Have Been
If It's Any Consolation, There Exists A World, Somewhere Out There, Far Away, Where You Could Have Been
If It's Any Consolation, There Exists A World, Somewhere Out There, Far Away, Where You Could Have Been
If It's Any Consolation, There Exists A World, Somewhere Out There, Far Away, Where You Could Have Been

If it's any consolation, there exists a world, somewhere out there, far away, where you could have been happy.

It just... wasn't this one.


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1 week ago

It's a sskk fanfic competition and your opponent is Asagiri Kafka, who has written:

sskk riding each other

sskk biting each other's neck

sskk having romantic dates on huge ships

Coffee shop!AU

... where sskk try to kill each other in said coffee shop

Inverted!AU

Knight!Akutagawa

"Just the two of us?"/"Do we need any more?"

"Away with you, you fool."

And more to come.

You are not winning.


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