I am 19, I am a first year student at Aims Community College. Until my senior year in high school I never really enjoyed or was good at painting. I always felt it was so cut and dry, like this is the way you paint and thats it; that everything had to be perfect….
Galleries
Archived: Sunshine Daydream~July 2-3, 2016~Folsom Field, Boulder, CO by Nestia N. Nuanez
“So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down. Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirit’s sleeping, then the flesh is ink. History’s page, it is thusly carved in stone The future’s here, we are it, we…
Archived: Dark Side of The Moon by Nestia Nuanez
O’Keefe telescope and celestial encounters.
Archived: Inspiration by Yael Sánchez
I’m a student at Aims and I love photography.
Archived: The Impact of One Lone Sandhill Crane by Lisa Barnes
The only sounds I heard were crunching twigs under feet and an occasional grunt as someone tripped over a rock. I was hiking with a diverse group of individuals, all of us hoping to complete our Open Lands Naturalist Volunteer training. Secretly, I thought the “moonlit hike” would be the easiest hike to fulfill…
Archived: Russell’s Fancy Feast by Michael Romanowski
I have always said that “Taco Bell tastes like cat food” until my good friend Russell proved to me that this was not the case. When I was a middle schooler, I was a part of the weird group. We were the nerdy, socially-awkward kids that did not know how to act in public….
Archived: Ecstacy by Gil Ochoa
Ecstasy, I followed your daughter past the branch-wreathed places from the fairy tales. At a time of night, the birds stop singing, and at certain times everything else becomes silent. If the moon could hum, those nights, there would be sound in all but the darkest places. I never did find new paths, but ancient…
Archived: Insomnia by Gil Ochoa
The late evening stillness changed the place into a mausoleum as sleep came to all else. And how I wanted you there with me. Abandoned, I walked down two halls of stone tile exhausted of their warmth and listened into the bedroom. Light breathing and something lost in the walls or floors or ceiling….
Archived: Something that Decides by Gil Ochoa
Something that decides how long I wait while displacing my balance on folded knees, collapsed thighs, on my feet pacing and swaying with ancient muscle memories as the dancers at the other end of the hall move in and out of walls of revelers like haunters lingering on chilled air held in whirlwinds of Something…
Archived: The Girl in the Window by Loren McAllister
It’s Sunday morning as I peer out my window into the morning sky. I sense that something is off as I see crowds of people pass me by. A funeral is being held only miles away. In the distance I see a casket where a lifeless body must lay. Tear streaked faces gather…
Archived: Friends Forever by Micheala Lucero
You are the perfect friend that I grew up with named after a Disney deer The only one I can talk to without you judging. Because let’s face it. You can’t talk. I am really going to miss you and your bark that is almost human like I am going to miss you jumping on…
Archived: He Did Dream by Kali Rice
He did dream And dreams did descend Not plummet, not grate the mind nor turmoil lend Death quivered down near his soul to rest And dreams did descend Frail reservation his soul possessed With hope to recoil, the eyes digressed The prospect guised austere And into the ivories he did disappear And into the melody…
Archived: Voyager II by Michael Romanowski
In the cosmic dark with the veil of stars a monument travels beyond our grasp. Carrying with it all our hopes and dreams. The epitome of technology. Sent on a journey with no plan of return. On a mission to study the vast unknown armed with the instruments of science, with an explosive launch…