Blue clear sky No clouds in sight The sun is bright Bringing light into the cockpit The peaceful hum of the engine While you cruise through the clear sky Smooth air No bumps, no problems Looking down at the Earth below Everything below passes by so quickly People look like ants and cars look like…
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Eternal Love by Blake Serrato
I was lost when I met you, and you were broken, I wasn’t looking for love, I was running from it, And you were convinced you’d never love again. You love me as if the universe was made in my image, As if I put the stars in the sky, As if I hung the…
Lloyd Tells Harry by Matthew J Frink
This poem is a retelling of the poem “Hazel Tells Laverne” by Katharyn Machan Aal and contains themes of violence. last night i’m drainin’ the lizard in my King soopers’ mens room when outta nowhere in comes this chick musta came from the gutter walkin’ aroun’ tryin ta look at sumthin ya know so I…
Elvis Costello Said Everyday I Write The Book And So Did I By Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
When will I stop punching the clock? Haven’t worked on the book since July. So technically it is not every day. I lie consecutively…footnoting the truth, nah. The phosphenes are the only art made. Daily to remind me I ain’t shit. When will I stop punching the clock? To affairs organized for others, excluding me….
Delivered To The Worms, Free Of Charge By Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
A galloping heart digs under the floury moon The executioner’s mind spins like an industrial laundry machine At what is carved to be, being so soon The founding fathers look without a raison d’être in the eye that once beamed In times when liberty was fab and destined to boom Half of what stood in…
Businessman By Matthew Frink
the Business man The business man the business Man he’s Walking down the street the business Man The business man the Business man he’s walking down the Street Look at him look at Him look at him with his Fucking face look at Him Look at him look at him with his fucking Face Hit…
Garbage Man By Matthew Frink
I am the Garbage Man I’ve come for your trash Don’t let the dog out I’ll kick your fuckin’ ass! I Am the HandyMan I’ve come for your wood Beavers know I nailed it These jokes are fuckin’ lewd! Didilly didilly doo do do do Didilly do do do Didilly didilly doo do do do…
Light Through the Cracks By Chelsea Cramer
In the shadowed streets where dreams decay,Where the lost and the weary quietly lay,There’s a pain that lingers, sharp and deep,A love we lost, a grief we keep. Cracks in our hearts let the light filter through,Even in darkness, hope whispers true.The echoes of spirits, their voices so clear,Urge us forward—”Be brave, persevere.” When the…
Maybe Tomorrow… By. Jonathan Gonzolez Trejo
Maybe tomorrow I don’t know… Maybe tomorrow I don’t know I don’t know… Maybe tomorrow I won’t tighten my head in braids… Maybe tomorrow the way I display my hair will make me look confident and cool and not clueless and concerned… Maybe tomorrow you’ll come back to my arms, girl! Had to throw in…
Confused from Spontaneous By Matthew Frink
She was Confused. And so was I. I didn’t know that I loved her yet Innovative artistry with visions of chaos A random happenstance Kindred spirits spontaneously Awakening to one another from friends to secret leg touches an awkward date is fated Friend-hugs and romantic handshakes Weirdly comfortable, I am transparent with this woman I…
Sharing Candy by Matthew J Frink
It has been years since I’ve seen a Snickers bar. But, there it is. A delight that I only imagined in dreams. The dream chocolate was perfect though. Not like this crumpled mess. It had been stepped on, likely years ago when 7-11s like this were worth looting. Now a husk of convenience. The only…
I Won’t Smile Back If You Smile At Me For No Reason Whatsoever by Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
Seriously, no can do. And you can say “OHH, it’s just a friendly gesture”. Bullshit. Since when have humans been inherently friendly towards one another? Tuck your smiles in the laughter you cause and only that, because it’s not gonna work with me. So, if you see me walking or posted up in my zone,…
Cloud Fishing by Jocelyn Sailas
Ever since he was a little boy, Jinhai Huang knew that his Uncle Bai was unusual, to say the least. As a kid, Jinhai would watch as his uncle left the house, fishing gear in hand, and then return home soaking wet with a large sum of money and no fishing rods in sight. This…
Beyond the Rainwall by Sundance Hollingsworth
The evening clouds swam through the sky, whale-grace guiding them to some unknown destination. Kiva adjusted her glasses against the spray. After a point in Greene, she stopped hearing the rain. The wall that encircled Greene was distant enough from the town that it quickly faded into the ambient hum of the day. This close,…
A Lasting Memory For All But Me by Pi Blehm
It was a busy day, with many things happening all at once. A concert for my older sisters, both in the school’s concert band. The release of a new movie- no one remembers which. My father had just been promoted to a supervisor role. I was also there, somewhere, running up a concrete jungle. Dragging…
Pulse by Ryan Moos
Biography: Hello, my name is Moos! Yes, that’s without the ‘e’ at the end. No, I don’t know why. I came to Aims because, about 6 years ago, the first college I attended (The Art Institute of Seattle) closed its doors in my last year of a four-year degree and left me with nothing. I…
Monkey Don’t Climb by Jonathan Gonzalez Trejo
There came to be a protective tree, planted in the middle of the gutters, It’d burst when it’s moisture dried and didn’t want to be hugged with its protruding thorny utters! It craves attention and warmth with no particular gap, But oh, Jabillo! How silly you thirst with your venomous sap! When your branches move,…
The Book of All Things Treasured by Jonah Paklik
It was a rainy night in Northern Griffdonia, and many people were already sleeping the night away. At the Fish-n’-Bread Inn in Necropolis, however, not a single guest or worker had a sleepy eye. The Fish-n’-Bread Inn was not famous for its food, although the food was delicious; it was not famous for comfy or…
Lemurs on Speed! by Matthew J Frink
Look at them lemurs, them lemurs on speedwith their big bugged eyes, evaluating meLook at them lemurs, them lemurs on speedwith their big bugged eyes, evaluating meInvestigate the investigators,the investigators glaring at teenagersInvestigate the investigators,the investigators always glaring at teenagers,I see ‘em with my eyesI see them with my eyes!Listen to them beavers, them beavers…
10.11.24 by Phillip Lara
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…
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…
Counting Stars and Counting Sheep by John Fonseth
I can’t keep you awake But you can’t stay, always dreaming. Take heed behind our shadows For time can be misleading. Our act is on the road now The circus is a hit. We juggle blades and fire For anyone who’ll sit. I keep the torch light burning So this show might never stop. I…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
Calming tides… Gracie Marquez
Biography: Being an alumnus of Aims (and first-generation student), I recall all the good times and great staff/teachers while I attended Aims. After I graduated and began a family, I knew that I would always share my Aims memories with them in hopes that they would create their own here one day. And I have…
Galloper by Gracie Marquez
Biography: Being an alumnus of Aims (and first-generation student), I recall all the good times and great staff/teachers while I attended Aims. After I graduated and began a family, I knew that I would always share my Aims memories with them in hopes that they would create their own here one day. And I have…
Sailing off into the sunset by Gracie Marquez
Biography: Being an alumnus of Aims (and first-generation student), I recall all the good times and great staff/teachers while I attended Aims. After I graduated and began a family, I knew that I would always share my Aims memories with them in hopes that they would create their own here one day. And I have…