A melodious verse enters and floats in the desert of my mindIn this unforgiving wasteland, the song begins in a whisper across the valley of sand.The notes come like a breeze stirring in the wind that wakes something inside of meAn angelic voice rises like a call to an oasis moving me forwardDeep in my…
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Works submitted by Aims students
TO OPHELIA WITH LOVE by A.T. Banks
I WOULD HAVE LOVED YOU FOREVER & NEVER CALLED YOU CRAZY I WOULD HAVE PULLED YOU FROM THE RIVER BEFORE IT STOLE ROSE-PINK FROM CHEEKS & TINGED YOUR TEETH A BRACKISH BLUE IF I HAD BEEN THERE YOU WOULD HAVE MADE IT OUT ALIVE I WOULD HAVE BROUGHT YOU DAISIES EVERY DAY & HELD YOUR…
Burnt Marshmallow of Contempt by Matthew J Frink
On a planet primarily made of waterin the state of Colorado with rushing rivers, flowing from the mountain.Wild Bobcatslapping up the winter water flowing down the mountainside.Flowingnear the town of Greeley.next to the university is a homewith a thirsty kitty. A small fountainWater sprinklingjets into a pool.The perfect refreshment for the tiny wannabe Snow Leopardstaring…
BEWARE—THE DEAD HAVE TAKEN EARTH [& SHOW NO SIGNS OF RETURNING IT] [OR, IN WHICH THE WEIGHT OF ONE’S OWN GRAVE CAN BE ITS OWN KIND OF PURGATORY] by A.T. Banks
OPHELIA OPINES ON THE SEEDS YOU CAN BUY FROM HER SPOT IN THE GREENHOUSE LOT SHE STRAIGHTENS HER SUN HAT WITH HAND HYPOTHERMIC & DEADHEADS THE PANSIES IN PASSING COUNT DRACULA’S OUT ON THE CURB THE ONE OUTSIDE THE SINCLAIR HE’S SMOKING A SHREDDED-UP CIGARETTE & KEEPING HIS CAPE FROM THE DUST JEANNE D’ARC AIMS…
Uprooted by Lee Clouston
Content Warning: Sexual Assault Emotions, Love, happiness, attraction, lust, violence. You say your affection is a seed needing to be planted so it may grow. Feelings festering needing to be freed, Released. But I am a tree in and of my own Planted and rooted in place Planting your seed uprooted me, cracked the ground…
stained glass by Aubrielle Reynolds
the past it can cut like glass why can’t i let go? look at the beauty of a stained glass window it’s so intriguing, how could you look away? so i hold on and keep the pain another day few things last forever, so to love fearlessly is quite the endeavor to be fearless is…
Worn Yarn by Brooke Capuano
I chase through waves trying to catch what has already been swept away and dragged back into something I can never hold. I strangle the warm hugs around me trying to ask it a question, and I unravel the sweater I wore when I was hurt to find what yarn it was made of. I…
Unfamiliar by Mariah Crawford
I don’t know anything like the back of my hand, even the back of my hand. These veins are not arterial streets I follow home. They are not rivers leading me to the pounding sea The center of my body is where all maps end. I’ve tried to memorize my topography. I’ve tried to trace…
THE KATABASIS OF ANOUSHKA THE UMBRAMANCER [or, A VILLANELLE ON THE PATCHWORK AFTERLIFE] by A.T. Banks
THE RED MOON WANED & THE TALLOW-WAX DRIPPED & THE BLACK DOG PACED ON THE SHORE THE NIGHT ANOUSHKA WENT DOWN TO THE CRYPT THE BLACK WATER BOILED, THE BOAT’S STARBOARD DIPPED, & THE DEAD WRUNG THEIR HANDS AT THE OARS THE RED MOON WANED & THE TALLOW-WAX DRIPPED THE FATES IN THE FOREGROUND, WITH…
There Will Always Be Monsters by Josephine Yockim
Kept around the corner is a monster of its own making It keeps a bottle, a can, a drink in its reach Never missing a drop, stumbling for another Cries are all it has, weeping, angry, joyous tears And yet there’s a pity to be had Adapt to the times of when it’s aching It…
Life, as Art by Miki Arrivas
The tentative first lines developing into a steadier stroke, then bold color and daring sweeps. Until an unfortunate spill or the sudden slamming on of brakes, as the canvas goes flying and the frame is broken. Jagged splinters jutting through the canvas. Ohmygoshisitruined??? Wounds. Tears in the fabric of life. Is it even worth attempting…
The Fate of the RMS Resilient by Marian Hesse
They left the warring island, To thrive beyond the sea. Departure was a gamble, An urgent need to flee. Hands entwined with bands adorned, New forged vows still gleaming, Their love will long endure. Lightning strikes, like gods, strode o’er the towering seas. Poseidon’s swirling winds and waves crashed even on the lee. All aboard…
Wet Pebbles by Dominic Kenyon
Why is the water So cold on my back When it steams? Why is the light So cold on my face When it gleams? I am a sack of damp pebbles They churn in hand Why do they scrape as they scream? I am shadow to warmth I am chilled to light I am Oxbow…
Deadfall by Matthew J Frink
Deadfallno-one can see meDeadfallno-one caresDeadfallsurrounded by peopleDeadfallno-one’s thereI’m trappedinside my minddon’t think I’ll make it out this timeI’m stuckhere all aloneDon’t think I’ll ever make it homeEntwinedin my own weboverthinking things I have saidI’m lockedmy own prisonit’s me, I’m a cruel wardenDeadfallno-one can see meDeadfallno-one caresDeadfallsurrounded by peopleDeadfallno-one’s there Biography: What brings me to Aims…
An Old Power Awakens by Jonah Pavlik
Admiral Kongjian of the Novus Earth Navy and his escort of ten strode up the mountain as quickly and efficiently as they could. His military escort formed a circle around him, both to provide living shields for if they were attacked and to protect Kongjian from falling should the mountain become too steep. The mountains…
Tiddleywinks! by Mathew J Frink
CHARACTERS TIDDLYWINKS: is a gnome bard who is very naive and youthful. Big eyes and dimples, she epitomizes adorableness. She excitedly talks A LOT in a sing-song voice and can ask questions for hours. Her name is absurdly long and no one has the patience to listen to her entire introduction, though she really tries…
With a Side of Syrup by Taylor Rehurek
It was 6 AM when Chloe Heard stepped into the Village Inn, her breath visible in the chilly morning air as she unlocked the door. The street outside was still wrapped in a blanket of quiet, with only the distant hum of early risers stirring. The Village Inn was a cozy little spot with checkered…
What Fresh Hell Is This? by Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
A Person has died. Their death, unforeseen. No, it was not because their rifle self-sabotaged itself while in conflict or because they sacrificed themselves for someone in a bank heist. They simply choked on a mozzarella stick. Of all chokable things you can insert in your mouth, a mozzarella stick is quite chokable if you…
BLOODY BUSINESS [A NOIR OF HUNGER & HORROR & BAD DEALS IN SPADES] by A.T. Banks
Nikolai’s at the worst bar in the Apollyon system when he gets the call. He’s holding a glass of something dark, staring at the neon sign hung over the busted-up jukebox – don’t leave thirsty! in blood-red letters. It’s dead quiet and nearly empty. A few long-haul freighters up at the bar, heads bowed low…
Only the Moon Remained by Zachary Powell
On a dark, starry night, in a vast, grassy plain tucked away inside an old observatory, The Astronomer was all alone. He was an old Astronomer. Grey of hair, with thin, wrinkled skin. The entropy of time bit at his hands, causing a tremor through his digits. However, that did not stop him in his…
Smoke, Wind, and The Prairie by Tait Simpson
For 6 years the town of New Bellrive had been subject to Mayor Johnson’s looting and tyranny. A power-hungry alchemist from back east, he wasn’t satisfied with the fortune he made turnin’ coal to gold. Too cold and unlikeable to get elected, he decided his best bet was to round up a posse of fire…
Gilgamesh in Slavery by Malek Chevalier
This story is a revisioning of The Epic of Gilgamesh, an ancient Mesopotamian myth, set in the South during slavery. The myth and this story include themes of oppression, rape and other sexual violence, as well as other forms of abuse and violence. In the city of Montgomery, Alabama, there once stood a splendid…
Memento mori by Lin LaMonte
Biography: Animation, visual arts and drawing have been an interest of mine since I was little. I like the effort of translating the images I see in my head onto paper and onscreen to share with others. Making art is fun for me and I came to Aims to continue my exploration and growth as…
Sunlit Swoop by Roland Pichot
This is a blue and yellow macaw mixed media piece. There is a watercolor pencil base, with colored pencil and ink on top.
The great wave of death by Azul Gonzalez
Biography: My name is Azul Gonzalez and I drew The Great Wave of Death in my art class. I like drawing and painting, so art means something to me. A lot of the time when I don’t have anything to do I’ll draw with my little brothers and we’ll all have fun together, all three…
Into the Storm by Miki Arrivas
Biography: I signed up for a drawing class in the Fall of 2024 to get back to the basics and hone my skills as an artist. It enabled me to take a step back from what I’ve been doing (painting, photography and poetry) and gave me fresh inspiration. Growing up in a multicultural home gave…
Sunset Over Taos by Cloud Kline
Biography: I came to Aims to pursue a technical career as a non-traditional student. I am studying Automotive Collision Repair Technology and have already completed a year of education here at the time of writing this. I have already learned so much and love studying here! I first began mobile photography when I got my…
Watchful Shadows by Heather Jewell
Biography: I came to AIMS to gain a greater technical understanding of art since my small high school didn’t have an art program at all! I’ve always loved visual art and animation and used it as my main form of self-expression. A lot of my favorite pieces will often include horror elements and disturbing topics…
Haunted Castle by Heather Jewell
Biography: I came to AIMS to gain a greater technical understanding of art since my small high school didn’t have an art program at all! I’ve always loved visual art and animation and used it as my main form of self-expression. A lot of my favorite pieces will often include horror elements and disturbing topics…
Charon by Heather Jewell
Biography: I came to AIMS to gain a greater technical understanding of art since my small high school didn’t have an art program at all! I’ve always loved visual art and animation and used it as my main form of self-expression. A lot of my favorite pieces will often include horror elements and disturbing topics…
Reflections of Life by Christina Bondhus
This piece reflects chaos, light, and dark, with shifting foundations, varied shapes, and paths—some free and flowing, others lost or constrained. When I created it, I was trying to make sense of myself, unaware I had BPD then. Looking back, I see my art was my way of trying to understand the struggles I endured…
Estes Park Stream by Sherry Roberts
Biography: Sherry Roberts is a visual artist based in Greeley, Colorado, who explores the effects of nature on human psychology through watercolor and gouache. Inspired by the shapes and colors of reflections and shadows found in natural environments, Sherry invites viewers to get closer, look deeper, and engage with their perceptions. After studying Fine Art…
The Land Breathes by Alicia Avitia
Biography: I came to Aims to pursue a cost effective education that would support my goal to earn a bachelors degree. As a first generation student, I’ve been driven to enter the tech field where I can make the efforts of my immigrant family worthwhile. Before I was a computer science major however, I was…
Hear No Evil by Bella Williams
Biography: Before Aims, I attended cosmetology school and found this path to be one I was not satisfied with. Being at Aims has enlightened me on what I want my future to look like and what makes me happy. I am currently a double major in both studio art and administrative assistant. I plan to…
Moonrays by Istana Castillo
Biography: Moon rays was taken on October 16th at 7:09 p.m. in the G parking lot on the Aims Community College campus facing East. It was captured using a Sony a6000 camera with a 55-210mm lens. The image shows an October sky after dark with a Waxing Gibbous Moon showing through the clouds. An evergreen…
Atezal the Naga by Abby DeBoer
Biography: My name is Abagail I go by Abby and my friends know me as Dust. Since I could hold a pen I was doing art, and I was drawn to the unusual and creepy. These things stood out to me as things people could easily misinterpret or fear, and that gave me ideas to…
(In)visible by Pepper Feldman
Biography: My name is Pepper. I am a Colorado native and a lifelong artist. Growing up I didn’t have much money for art supplies so I relied on what I had available. Bic pens were a staple in my art. They were cheap and readily available. I learned over the years to master using a…
Year of The Dragon by Aiden Martin
Biography: Hello! My name is Aidan Martin and I am a digital illustrator at Aims Community College. When it comes to art, I love to design characters. I love making names for my characters, giving them birthdays, and writing stories and watching them grow. Ever since I was younger I’ve always had a fascination with…