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POETRY | Chaotic Curls

by Indigo Mays


The curly coiled strands of hair as soft as can be
refuse my plea to lay down to rest on my head today.
Combs, custards, creams, and conditioners all try to reason
with the hair,
But the curly coiled strands of hair still try to touch the sky.

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