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Spanglish: A Bastard Jargon?

Growing up in the Rio Grande Valley it was hard not to mix languages when talking with friends, but never with my father, for he prohibited us from mixing languages. Like Octavio Paz, he probably believed Spanglish was an abom...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
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Your Church and Mine

      You go to your church, and I’ll go to mine, But let’s walk along together; Our Father has built them side by side, So let’s walk along together. The road is rough and the way is long, But we’ll help...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
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The Woman I am

                        The Woman I am Hides deep in me Beneath the woman I seem to be.   She hides away From the stranger’s eye – She is not known to the pas...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
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Caged Bird

I am posting this beautiful poem today in honor of those women who fight for their freedom and their rights all over the world. Our world seems to be on a frantic race to the future, but even nations that are perceived as moder...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
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If I Had Known

                        This poem comes from the book titled The Best Loved Poems of the American People , and was written by Mary Carolyn Davies. The photograph was t...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
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