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An Ipao Summer 伊袍之夏

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903831

Peter R. Onedera

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Skokomish Tribe: Bear Witness Testimony—Waking My Indigenous Heart 斯科科米什部落:见证证词——唤醒我的土著之心

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903825

Tanya Chargualaf Taimanglo

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Letter to Le Chåud

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903820

J. Salinas

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Respetu Guatu Gi I Manmofo'na: Respect to the Ancestors 尊敬祖先

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903830

Peter R. Onedera

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Return to Guinaiya 返回几内亚

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903819

Randizia Crisostomo

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The thing about water 关于水的事情

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903812

Evelyn Flores

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The Sorrowful Mysteries 悲伤的谜团

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903815

M. Hattori

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dev/oceans dev /海洋

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903818

Ha'åni Lucia Falo San Nicolas

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Fifteen Forty-Two 十五四十二

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903823

Z. Anderson

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Songs of the South 楚辞

Manoa-A Pacific Journal of International Writing Pub Date : 2023-08-05 DOI: 10.1353/man.2023.a903813

Humlåo Evans

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