Graduation Stoles Stolen
What it means to wear a stole from Tina Chen's perspective.
What it means to wear a stole from Tina Chen's perspective.
"I’ve discovered that true awareness cannot arise from the guilt of being sheltered, but rather an openness to voices that challenge my beliefs and the humility to ask question after question."
'Let’s keep our pedal on the gas, Asian youth. In America and around the world, we say no to tyranny and dictators.'
A poem of bloodline.
Celebrating two inherited cultures and their shades of red.
'A reminder that she could be beautiful in more than one shade.'
'I immediately dropped the project I was editing together for my video production class and dedicated the next hour and a half of my attention to the announcement of our new pope.'
“What can I get for you today?”
On the 16th of April 2025, the UK Supreme Court ruled that the legal definition of a woman is based on biological sex. This is an opinion piece as to why this is a problem for everyone.
'To anyone who may need this, I promise that I will not forget you.'
'Wishes for aesthetic picnics under pastel pinks and whites, family bonding with the subtle scents of cherry, vanilla, and almond wafting, romantic moments while petals delicately fall.'
An opinion piece about Generative AI as an insult to art, Studio Ghibli, and life itself.
Personal Narrative
A bright bouquet with family-grown warmth and community.
Personal Narrative
'Being sick can turn the most compassionate and most dedicated of us all into a sobered and lonely individual.'
Personal Narrative
An observation that is close-up, succinct, and shared.
Personal Narrative
A sweet serving of love, family, and one of your five a day.
Poetry
'My hands clenched on the steering wheel, and it became my anchor as the black roads bled into water.'
Prose
X's, O's, love letters, and bowls.
Poetry
A love story, inspired by Vien's life and a Laufey song
Opinion
An overview of the Asian youth role in the climb and crash of oppressive regimes.
Prose
Salem Dinh people call me a pushover more than they say my name, judging me for my lack of confrontation or my need to get what they call closure. what they don’t know, though, are all the times my dad pushed me over. what they can’t answer is
Prose
Vien Santiago FOR THE LOVERS (regardless of who you love, but especially for those who love all) NOTE TO THE READER: The italicized sections are meant to be a story that can be read on its own, the non-italicized sections are the true stories that inspire the story. Please enjoy
Personal Narrative
Hannah Govan “One braised pork pho and one Vietnamese coffee, please.” It’s Tuesday and I had a counseling appointment. I chose the seat nearest the exit to feel the haunting closeness of a corner; I wanted to sense my back not quite reaching the boundary two walls would meet.
Prose
Vien Santiago a collection of conversations I’ve picked up on during my hectic days “You don’t have to make it perfect, you know?” “Yeah, I know.” “Then why are you doing just that?” “Because that’s just what I do.” “Do you wanna sit down for a second?