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Poems
“My Mouth is an Ugly Manhole of Misshapen Molars That Never Closes (Never Stops Stuttering)” has been featured in Voicemail Poems and Broken Tooth Press
“Gay Voice” was featured in Words Apart
“A Short Detour: 5 Haikus” was featured in Stolen Island
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“Parsing the Mixed Feminist Feelings About Bayonetta in Smash Bros.” was featured on The Mary Sue
Me, by the very talented @objectionableacquiescence
Bayonetta was recently added to Smash Bros., and we're not sure how to feel about it.
Check out the article I wrote for The Mary Sue.
My Favorite Albums of 2015
So I don’t believe in “best of’s,” because everyone’s got bias, but these are the albums I enjoyed the most this year.
If my favorite albums had a theme this year it’d be “power in vulnerability.” Bjork, Haze, FKA Twigs, Grimes, and Chvrches especially conveyed the strength and beauty that comes from pain.
I also really loved hearing two new incredible gay voices in the mainstream.
All in all gr8 year.
Published in the University of Maine’s Literary Magazine “Stolen Island” 2015 Issue.
‘My Mouth is an Ugly Manhole of Misshapen Molars That Never Closes (Never Stops Stuttering)’ by Aaron Griffin
I need to shut me up, need to pull the mandible from its muscle and cease my mumbles. I put my foot in my mouth
and stomp while I hold me by the teeth. Jaw unhinges. cheeks rip down the middle, tearing the tendons that mold me.
I kiss what’s left of my lips, and make this mouth beautiful. Replace the umms with mums and daisies. I make my mouth a vase:
fill it with flowers, stuff stems of orchids and poppies down my gapping throat.
To make room I pull out my teeth and tongue, rip my Adam’s apple from my throat, and plant seeds in my stomach and lungs.
They drink from the bile, flourish and flower with tendrils that grow through my veins,
Roots plant deep in my intestines. Sprouts blossom from my eyes and nose; a bouquet to honor the death of noise.
I’ll become a garden of roses and I’ll build a bench on my forehead so passersby can sit, and enjoy the silence.
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Hello world, I’m Aaron Griffin. I’m a poet living in Boston with my 4 cats in an apartment that’s far too small for us. I’m an Emerson College graduate with a BFA in Writing, Literature, and Publishing with a minor in Sexuality and Gender. This blog will be a place where I catalogue my poetry, essays, and any other arts I pursue. Thanks for coming and enjoy your stay.