Austin Tiena Su Propo Son by Manuel Gonzales
The rhythm of the clave pulses through their deep red blood, sways with them as they walk, falls from their mouths in musical words, from a musical, rhythmic language, manipulates their hands, their imaginations, their food, their passions, their lives. It is the foundation of their music, and hence, the foundation of a major part of their lives, their beliefs, and their loves.

Un Guerrero de la Cultura by Jonathan Woytek
With the publication of his third volume of poetry, East of the Freeway, Austin's own hijo, the self-proclaimed "cockroach poet," Raul Salinas, returns to the barrios of his youth in 53 poems spanning three decades, to leave a powerful testament to the struggles and pride of his people.

In Memory of Michel Jaroschy by the Editors
The "warehouse district" that is growing so rapidly of late, namely the area between 3rd and 6th and from San Antonio to Brazos, owes more than it collectively knows or is willing to recognize to Michel and his theater.

One Day I'll Lift Up My Head poetry by Renay Anderson

Untitled poetry by Sandra Beckmeier

Up All Night by Harold McMillan
The clock is ticking away, slowly but surely, as midtown East Austin becomes the next gentrification project for deep pocket development interests.

Verities by Susanne Gross
I am a Jewish/Catholic, Hungarian/Russian, Colombian/Irish American woman. How's that for PC terminology?

Worthy Mothers by Jenna Colley
Every day, people make important decisions based on little, if any, information, while they aimlessly stumble through the world of politics and politicians, trying to make sense of it all. Somewhere along the way they teach their children the skills they need not only to survive, but to understand the world around them.