I was home, the sort of home that you know like the back of your hand and yet she still surprises you, a home that welcomes your faults because she, herself, thrives on flaws. A home who, like an old friend, teaches you who you are and then flips everything you know around, so that you discover you aren’t who you think you are. Maybe the things you thought were true are not. You are not fragile. You—like your homeland, your love—you are strong.
—Casey Lefante, “Love Letter”
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