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ChendaWrites: My Name (Original Vignette)

Posted on February 2, 2022February 22, 2024 by ChendaWrites

ChendaWrites: My Name (Original Vignette) "A las Mujeres (To the Women)" -Sandra Cisneros, The House on Mango Street (1984) Me at Mueller Lake Park when I first moved to Austin, TX, in 2010. (Photo taken by Randy Mathisen.) My Name: Chenda In Khmer, Chenda means wisdom. It means knowledge. It...read more.

ChendaWrites: I Dream A World (Original Poem)

Posted on January 19, 2021January 22, 2024 by ChendaWrites

ChendaWrites: I Dream A World (Original Poem) "I dream a world where all will know sweet freedom's way, where greed no longer saps the soul, nor avarice blights our day." -Langston Hughes, "I Dream A World" Poem The Buddha Meditating. (Photo from WikiCommons.) I dream a world whereby Siddhartha’s wisdoms...read more.

ChendaWrites: America (Original Poem)

Posted on July 20, 2020November 27, 2023 by ChendaWrites

ChendaWrites: America (Original Poem) "Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?" -Langston Hughes, "Let America Be America Again" Poem US brig ''Perry'' and American Slave ship ''Martha'' off Ambria, June 6th 1850. (Photo from WikiCommons.) America *...read more.

Black Lives Matter: The Movement for Black Lives

Posted on July 6, 2020February 22, 2024 by ChendaWrites

Black Lives Matter: The Movement for Black Lives “Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will." -Frederick Douglass, “West India Emancipation,” Speech (1857) Title: “If HE can’t breathe, then WE can’t breathe.” Mural by @ChrisRogersArt. Dedicated to those who have been killed by police brutality,...read more.

ChendaWrites: Forest (Original Poem)

Posted on January 6, 2020November 27, 2023 by ChendaWrites

ChendaWrites: Forest (Original Poem) “And into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul." -John Muir Ta Prohm, Angkor - Siem Reap, Cambodia. (Photo from WikiCommons.) Forest * My arms are as crooked as tree limbs, my legs bowed for the knots in my knees, my...read more.