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Swamp Mirroring Clouds

A Light on the Corner

Sometimes the universe has a way with timing and coincidences that cannot be explained. We witness small happenings that don’t seem relevant when relaying them to someone else, and rarely do we have a witness nearby to collaborate the occurrence. I try to keep up with these

The Marble Cup

Diego drank first then poured a cup for his wife. They’ve held these ceremonies every Friday for the last eight years and yet she still had a pained expression as she swallowed the drink. A woman assisting with the ceremony went next. Lucy followed. She looked beautiful and serious in the candlelight. Then it was my turn.

Virginia Frances Sterrett


An underlying murmur rises, swells in my chest and fills my throat with unborn tears; a lament for neglected fruit I’ve left to ferment in the sun, drunk off sips of sadness from this bitter wine. Standing on tip toe in the orchard of ether, can

yellow-crowned night-heron

Wild in Houston: An Island in the Lake at Hermann Park

Everywhere you look, something is happening. Yellow-crowned and Black-crowned Night-Herons wait along the treelined shore like feathered statues. Staring between the reeds and waterlilies with amber-beaded eyes, they survey the waters for an opportune fish. Butterflies? Every kind indigenous to Houston.

by Andrea Afra

Nice to Meet You

…It’s not their flaws or shadows or even their actions against us that are judged, but their intentions. Friends err; enemies calculate.

Amateur Genealogy 101

I’ve spent several years piecing together my ancestry using the free tools available online, and you should as well! It’s a hobby with a purpose that combines detective work, memory, intuition, and imagination.

One strand

When in your dreams and your heart the ground is solid, and your strand of trust and love is woven around your partner’s strand to form a single cord able to support the heaviest burdens, yet…