It may be turning brown with age, but this tiare still smells like Tahiti. I inhale and think of the thousands of miles it traveled to be here, in my kitchen. The scent reminds me of the Cook Islands. I miss my family.

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By Melodie Turori

Finding fresh and exciting ways to tell stories that stir the soul is my great love.

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