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Michigan in Color: Platelets, past and present

I’m Californian; I grew up surrounded by mountains of watercolored blue and In-N-Out and libraries I lived in. But I’m also Malayali, I’m also a Keralite, and I know that must be part of my truth because that’s what my mother and father are. And if I’m not theirs, if I’m not Kerala’s, then what am I? Love is a tricky concept; home is a tricky word. Blood connects us to one — it draws us back to the other.