I got the email half an hour into eating dinner at a Filipino restaurant in Cerritos, California, a restaurant I remember eating at since...

The COVID - 19 pandemic impacted the financial lives of everyone in our community. But now we can (finally) say goodbye to 2020 and enter...

An Epic Poem Written by Ethan Gonzales “Rule number 1, never go out in the sun. For it will burn you like it did to me. It will scorch...

by Camilla Catignas Nobody told me that adulthood would be like walking into a forest alone. I am in my twenties and in no way do I feel...

As a baby my Nose lacked a defined Bridge. My family Clucked, “such a shame, hope It grows, so she’ll stay Pretty.” “My nose like Mommy!”...

emphasis goes on second syllable that is the difference between them and us pinch bridge of noses papaya soap scrub long hair and light...

Written by: Jinji Sayson The ever changing shape of water one day, a placid lake the next a thrashing tsunami is teaching me to hone the...

Written by Vicky Marie Juram Your love of pride and money equals that of a selfish king and queen. Your treasure, your treasure— it’s all...

Written by: Airah Macadangdang Hello! My name is Airah. I’m a college student at University of Hawaii at Manoa pursuing a degree in...

Written by: Christine Chua They have been lying to you your whole life They told you that your dark skin is lesser And should be scrubbed...

When I think of “Reclaiming Filipinx Identity,” I ask myself, “Who is Darcy in her most authentic form?” When I discovered...

I. magkaribal ● rival as a child, I knew that my skin defined me. often covered up and lathered in sunblock, trying to protect that paper...

Written by: Mark Bayaua “It’s good that you learned how to po,” the middle-aged man said as I served his meal at the bar. He goes on to...

Written by Rebekah Padua On the first day of 2021, I rang in the new year with the Netflix premiere of The Minimalists: Less is Now. To a...

Written by: Vanessa Taningco Pilipinas. Thousands of islands separated by the sea. I yearn for the smell, the taste and the sights. An...

By Kiernan M. Steiner I remember being about three or four years old, catching myself in the mirror, and realizing that I didn’t look...

Written by: Grace Marie Lopez Have you ever been walking with a big group of people but you’re not really close to many of them? So...

I’ve been thinking a lot about race these days. I’ve thought about it more in the last few weeks than I probably have my entire life....