Playing House

By Octavio Quintanilla My seven-year-old wife has dinner ready for me by the time I come home. I’m a year older than she is and we have two children, though we are not sure of how we got them. After dinner, and after the small talk, we send them off to bed. They wed their […]

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A Mirrorless Self-Portrait

By Leilani Cabello Leilani Cabello is a self-taught artist from Corpus Christi, Texas. She will be a college freshman at the University of Texas at Austin in the fall of 2020 where she will continue her passion for drawing and painting through a Studio Arts major in the College of Fine Arts. Leilani uses a […]

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Saved

By Margaret Rozga Yesterday’s sky greyed. Then when we looked up from lunch, rain, the lake’s brusque blue dimpling. We allowed ourselves a lull, sipped coffee. Seagulls circled beyond the walls of windows. Later in the brief sun we walked, found on a park bench a scattering of leaflets, drenched, ink-smeared, dark, still readable: What […]

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A View of My Past

By Sontonya Davis This piece represents the history and traditions of African Americans once they were brought to America. Sontonya Davis is an author and artist, as well as a Certified Career Coach, Certified Grief Coach, and Certified Life Coach. Through the recent death of her son, Sontonya has felt inspired to help others cope […]

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Jungle

(about PTSD) By Jesse Manciaz (Xam’le Kuiz, Red Feather) I survived the jungle which tore into me a living thorn that ripped my flesh and infected my mind with, sorrow, regret, and scorn But I survived the jungle When I’m alone in the quiet, I sit on the edge of my bed In darkness, all […]

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Dirty Diana

By Sontonya Davis She depicts a woman’s sassiness, toughness, beauty, strength, and focus. She gives us a visual perspective of how beautiful it is to honestly be who we are meant to be, even if it’s not perfect. Sontonya Davis is an author and artist, as well as a Certified Career Coach, Certified Grief Coach, […]

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Eagle Feathers

By Jesse Manciaz (Xam’le Kuiz, Red Feather) I sense it in the streets I hear it in their voices when they speak I feel it in my bones when they gather in the night I see it in their faces with their torches bright When they light their burning crosses more freely than before When […]

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Steady Love

By Sontonya Davis This piece represents the multiple layers and complexity of love. The broken glass in the piece gives light to the brokenness and pain often experienced in love.This piece was influenced by the song by India Arie called “Steady Love”. Sontonya Davis is an author and artist, as well as a Certified Career […]

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It Ended Up a Sonnet

By Jordan Tate Maybe if we had bought our bandsany other time but our second dateany other place but the local Walmartany other mood but deeply arousedby now we might’ve been divorcedMaybe the trick was doing somethingwith the love of a gambler and faithof a junky so that despite our intentionseven the pawn shops wouldn’t […]

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Eclectic Blue

By Sontonya Davis This piece is a part of Sontonya’s “Eclectic BlAk” series from her first solo exhibit. It’s a colorful representation of life, love, and the afterlife in honor of her late son, Rashaun Donaldson. Sontonya Davis is an author and artist, as well as a Certified Career Coach, Certified Grief Coach, and Certified […]

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Los Dìas Oscuros

By Octavio Quintanilla Octavio Quintanilla is author of the poetry collection, If I Go Missing (Slough Press, 2014) and of several chapbooks, the most recent titled, Wasted Time (Alabrava 2019). He teaches Literature and Creative Writing in the M.A./M.F.A. program at Our Lady of the Lake University. He is the 2018-2020 Poet Laureate of San […]

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Changing Faces

By Ruby Walker I I want to tell you a story without all the bad parts I want to squeeze out the sinking black phlegm of that sad prologue, that pity party, the melodrama of an unspoken plea, please don’t leave me I’m scared of what I’ll think when I’m alone Firefly street lamps flicking […]

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Los Niños Moribundos

By Mauro de la Tierra The giraffe population has fallen by nearly 50% in the last 30 years from habitat loss and hunting. I’m deeply saddened by our probable loss of these mesmerizing and majestic creatures. Inside the incinerating giraffe lies a nest with a skeleton, a cracked egg, and a baby bird to symbolize […]

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777

By Gloria Bueno May the aroma of the sage disinfect the negative energy––you claim lingers and haunts your sacred space Each circular sway is that in-itself a prayer to cleanse for the new Moving out the unholy grime that made way in the crevices of your home. How about manifesting a soul mate? New Year’s: […]

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Tender

By Robin Bissett Robin Bissett (she/her) is a writer, artist, and senior at Trinity University in San Antonio, Texas. Find her on instagram @robintbissett.

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Crossing the Harbor Bridge

By Dylan Lopez IAgainst the foreign hour’s demands I am here with you; a transient tied, Truant of time. A steward to the innumerable imagined, the generations yet embarked. Just as you feel the searing touch of the sun emblazed, so I felt. Just as any of you have known the shimmering coastal reveries, so […]

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Pollination

By Mauro de la Tierra 36 x 48 in. (acrylic, spray paint, oil on canvas, human blood) A color palette and subject matter inspired by my Mexican heritage. A guide sits ready to lead us to our next lives. Our decomposing bodies bloom into flowers. A symbol of nature’s cycle of life, death, and rebirth. […]

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Our Trespasses

By Alan Berecka Ken Hada’s place sits squarely in the middle of nowhere, so he wonders how it is an older couple knew to climb his fence and find the tree and its dark orange fruit. He writes the question into a poem, one of my favorites, and leaves the reader without an answer. Today […]

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Breathing Down the Back of Your Neck

By Riley King Every day life seems too mundane, but when you pull back the curtain it’s unsettling and violating. Some of our most traumatizing moments revisit us like a fever dream. Even though we try to make sense of the chaos, every photo is like a beautifully uncomfortable return to a nightmare. Riley King […]

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A Working Manifesto

By Alan Berecka To you, O sycophants and brownnosers, you know-it-all kibitzers, you goody-two-shoed darlings of our supervisors, you puritanical drones shackled by guilt to your self-flagellating ethos, and all you other irritants who have chaffed me raw in every workplace I have inhabited, I say to you, nay I plead with you, Relax! And […]

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The Garden

By Kiera Counce Kiera Counce was born in Kansas City and grew up in Atlanta, Georgia. Now, she is taking on graphic design and poetry. She has been dedicated to her craft since 2013, and has grown a worldwide audience.

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Peace is Relative

By Dylan Lopez For many, peace is a broken rifle scatteredover the dried, blood-clot Field in Flanderswhere trench poppies bloom brass shellsand thick mud washes clean off the milk-whiteheadstones—graves twice-filled with those namelesswho cry peace at last, from their green hollows. Peace is winged victory and hoisted flags hung off the bow of a battleship’s […]

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Violation of Sacred Space

By Riley King Every day life seems too mundane, but when you pull back the curtain it’s unsettling and violating. Some of our most traumatizing moments revisit us like a fever dream. Even though we try to make sense of the chaos, every photo is like a beautifully uncomfortable return to a nightmare. Riley King […]

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A Job Certainty

By Alan Berecka Riding on the running board at the back of the garbage truck was always cooler than sitting in the un-air-conditioned cab, so one hot July afternoon as we cruised down Commercial Boulevard, I was hanging out and on, mindlessly enjoying the breeze, when two girls I had gone to high school with, […]

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Distinct Traits

By Kiera Counce Kiera Counce was born in Kansas City and grew up in Atlanta, Georgia. Now, she is taking on graphic design and poetry. She has been dedicated to her craft since 2013, and has grown a worldwide audience.

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Door Signs

By Margaret Rozga No shirt, no shoes, no service Please close door securely Emergency Exit Authorized Personnel Only Do Not Disturb Do Not Enter Closed Until Further Notice Closed Exit No firearms allowed Enter Open Pull Key available at service desk Women Men Push Men/Women/Family Welcome Wisconsin Poet Laureate Dr. Margaret Rozga creates poetry from […]

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Keep Out

By Leilani Cabello Leilani Cabello is a self-taught artist from Corpus Christi, Texas. She will be a college freshman at the University of Texas at Austin in the fall of 2020 where she will continue her passion for drawing and painting through a Studio Arts major in the College of Fine Arts. Leilani uses a […]

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February 14, 2018

By Alan Berecka Valentine’s Day fell that year, fell on Ash Wednesday. A calendar’s quirk—the human condition in a Hallmark moment: “Ashes to ashes, Lust to lust.” Alan Berecka resides in Sinton, Texas. He earns his keep as a librarian at Del Mar College in Corpus Christi. His work has appeared in such places as […]

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Pivot

By Kiera Counce Kiera Counce was born in Kansas City and grew up in Atlanta, Georgia. Now, she is taking on graphic design and poetry. She has been dedicated to her craft since 2013, and has grown a worldwide audience.

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Collection by JJ Philips

By JJ Philips JJ Philips (Jeanine Johnson-Philips) pursued art from middle school through college, but after getting married and raising a family, art was put on the back burner. By the time her children were older, she toyed around with the idea of revisiting her artistic side, but being a full-time employee, there just didn’t […]

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Overgrowth

By Leilani Cabello Leilani Cabello is a self-taught artist from Corpus Christi, Texas. She will be a college freshman at the University of Texas at Austin in the fall of 2020 where she will continue her passion for drawing and painting through a Studio Arts major in the College of Fine Arts. Leilani uses a […]

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Listen

By Robin Bissett “Listen,” you began. Your lies—a desperate spider’s last few threads—stretched from the wide windows to the hopelessly patterned carpet. As you weaved and swung, sharing your story, I saw your joyless eyes search mine for signs of submission. Your smile composed of untrimmed fence posts, cracked rocks that I’d scraped my knees […]

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Tragic

By Gloria Bueno In H A I K U format, this UNATTRACTIVE visual poem expressesthe idea that many personal transformations are BIRTHED fromTRAGIC situations, whether from first-hand experiences or throughobservation. Some may consider their lives to be a constant tragedy, but others are willing to find blessings in disguise from “UGLY” situations and SHED their […]

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A Gross, Happy Proposal

By Heather Wyatt I never thought I’d marry my ex-boyfriend. I only have one real ex-boyfriend. You know, the one that guts you, changes you, teaches you. That one. He taught me a lot about the things I wanted and didn’t want out of a relationship.  But I never really considered marrying him. I knew […]

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Noiselessness

By Anonymous When I was young, I never kept track of how much my father had to drink on any particular night. Unintentionally, or perhaps even subconsciously, I carefully trained myself to look the other way when the liquor began to stain the corners of his mouth. I learned to keep my distance from him […]

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Shorebound

Cora stands at the edge of a cliff and stares through wind-narrowed eyes at the hidden ocean. Somewhere far below her feet, white waves seethe and foam onto the black-rock beach, a destructive dance to which she is a precarious observer. She can taste the water on her skin, too, bitterly cold and salty, burrowing […]

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Birth of a Song

Mandy Campbell Resting Place (Lyrics) Melted wax and soot from candlesWater stains and a broken handleMar the wooden table by our bedBut all I see is your golden wedding ringIt’s been awhile since I looked at picturesWhen the gleam in your eye still flickeredBefore the pain and the endless medsMade this empty space permanent between […]

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