Aspen Marie

Joined April 2025

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In love with life and all of its foibles.

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Brown Sugar
I wish I was brown sugar Sweet foundation Of every baked good Worth eating Soft, pliable Sparkling grains Catching the light
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Tyana
“Creator, show me how good it can get” Tyana shares her mantra with me I observe my chosen sister shape her life From humble beginnings
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Magic Wig
This feisty girl Lives down the block Her pure stubborn fire A perfect character foil To my son’s easy river flow Here everyday, in my house
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Politicking
This feeling of my ribs stuck to my hips Fused by fear Diaphragm paralysis Bracing for impact Holding my breath For weeks now
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Child's Play
Standards and roles My neighbour says She will enforce No apology for making a boy Feel scared Treating him like a predator
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Postpartum
Trigger warning: Postpartum depression In a giant washing machine Tumbling, bruising Do your best Not to drown In six inches of water
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
The Handshake
I once shook a hand Belonging to an ordinary man With an ordinary face Adorned in a plain button shirt And brown leather loafers
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Street Fighter
Poverty’s bruising fingerprints Mock sensitive flesh With indelible mark-making A most despicable artist This menace follows everywhere I tread
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Particles
Look! A cosmic expansion Swirling particles entangled In my thoughts and hair Over time and space Seven Lessons On Physics
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Shapeshifter
Of all the shapeshifters I envy nonbinary the most Sloughing off convention Convention disregarded them first Polyglot guardians
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Pride
Culture Recoup
Half-breed hybrid This strange amalgamation of genetic soup Bestowed without permission But still grateful for the contribution
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Poets
Poetry Is…
I don’t see poetry as an escape or a confrontation. It is sculpture. The subject becomes the material, the words arranged are the surfaces taking shape. Visual art has always come easily. In any form, I may take my hand to it and make something passable, and occasionally, excellent. But there is too much history, too many eyes, too much expectation from others. My name is on everything I make, and everything I make is always for someone else. Photography is a business, not an art anymore. The last art I made that I was so incredibly proud of, I couldn’t show because my subject requested me not to. I love and respect her, so it wasn’t an issue, but my heart hurts at how beholden I am to others in all ways to express myself with this medium.
By Aspen Marie 10 months ago in Journal