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From Aimee Nezhukumatathil:

April 27, 2018

I know you are tired of trying to flatten
your hair into something it is not. When
it is meant to flap and fly in the wind-salted air.
Unplug the iron. Let questions of what is beauty
and what is not-beauty fruit down your back.
Sometimes it is possible to still embrace
the wildness of home, even if the lone window
in your room only blooms with snow and more snow.

– From The Rambutan Notebooks

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