Finding My Voice as a Filipino Through the Kundiman and Karaoke
It’s hard to negotiate how much of me is Filipino or American, but I realize this is only a question asked of me by people who seek clarity in their own definition of “American” identity.
Nice try, Tita, but you’re hitting the wrong key.
America Is in the HeartAmerica is Not The HeartRebolusyon
Jessica Jacolbe is a writer from Brooklyn. Minor cogitations can be seen on Twitter: @jessjoycej
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