"A Visitor" by Mary Oliver, from Dream Work

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"A Visitor" by Mary Oliver, from Dream Work

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Hello Seam, I love you so much, I want to give you a kiss like that, beautiful and tender
There’s something in the tea turning the fucking men pregnant
- @grantairesuggestionss
Perhaps there is; I haven’t checked out my June herbs yet… hopefully I still have some.
Well, on one hand, I'm reduced to drawing fanarts for short meme comics (not having actual fandoms hurts, y'know).
On the other hand, I'm actually pretty content that I've finally fulfilled my long-time dream of drawing a fanart for a short story titled 'A Visitor', an offbeat comic strip about Lord Gloom being gloomy and his loyal guard trying to cheer him up (not in vain). =3 Ah, go and look it up for yourself if you haven't heard of it already - it's super cute and inspiring piece!)

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A Visitor by Mary Oliver
My father, for example, who was young once and blue-eyed, returns on the darkest of nights to the porch and knocks wildly at the door, and if I answer I must be prepared for his waxy face, for his lower lip swollen with bitterness. And so, for a long time, I did not answer, but slept fitfully between his hours of rapping. But finally there came the night when I rose out of my sheets and stumbled down the hall. The door fell open
and I knew I was saved and could bear him, pathetic and hollow, with even the least of his dreams frozen inside him, and the meanness gone. And I greeted him and asked him into the house, and lit the lamp, and looked into his blank eyes in which at last I saw what a child must love, I saw what love might have done had we loved in time.
"A Visitor"
The Gardens Of Aedena (1988)
Moebius
Epic Comics / Marvel Comics