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A figure with cracked-earth skin kneels in a dry riverbed, and a tiny seedling sprouts from her palm. This piece began as a comment on California’s seemingly eternal drought and the hope that it would end someday. As I was working on it, however, the piece became imbued with my dismay and resolve after the 2016 election. Sometimes hope springs in dismal circumstances, created from within us through force of will.