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I always encounter a certain amount of trepidation when it comes to live reviews. I have resigned myself to the idea that if I do not like what I am listening to, I simply do not say anything, and that mindset is a direct result of an editor once telling me that I could not…
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I used to have a feature on my blog where I would write reflections of things that I have observed in specific spaces of time. This observation is one from my perspective as a student for the last six years. My father asked me today what I wanted to do when I was done with…
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Tornado word thought bubbles surround me dense and compacted depth Kenyon’s OtherwiseFrost’s The Road Not Taken Whitman’s Song of Myself Offer an orator’s optic advance of glances throughout the ages of man intrinsic in nature explode the ornery tempest before a path that yearns for consequential exchanges dipped in cold water alterations provoke the proclivity…
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I am so EXCITED to share with you my interview with Lesley-Ann Jones; I requested this interview not only because I adore an underdog story, but also because, as both a music business student and a poet, I am deeply fascinated by the concepts of minutiae and veracity. I also understand, from a legal standpoint,…
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Ok, so here we go, hit play on this link and listen while you read! RiverPerformed by: KinvaraWritten by: Joni MitchellProduced by: Nigel JenkinsSource: Eve Music Ltd. Kinvara’s version of River is haunting, like wandering through a winter landscape where nothing can be fixed and the only choice is to quietly slip away. The track…
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You will note as you read this review that the tracks start with a mellow vibe, then transition to a harder edge. There is something about music that drips into the veins of our identity and morphs into a myriad of responses. It is fascinating how there are now so many tracks that can be…
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Rania: “Hi Anna, I’m absolutely thrilled to have you here with me today, I am looking forward to diving down the rabbit hole with you. Let’s begin with my first question: how did you first discover the double bass, and what made you stay with it?“ Anna: “It was really by chance. At my school,…
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It’s Saturday night, I don’t have the time to sacrifice on preambles as I have two assignments due tomorrow at 11:59 p.m., and a lot of work. I would much rather focus on the music of this review. The songs selected will coat you with a powerful cornucopia of human emotion which spans a few…
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I had the pleasure of speaking to Singer/Songwriter Kinvara, who incidentally released her take on the classic track I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing today. We discuss a myriad of subjects from Kinvara’s love of various art media, how to cry properly in a theatrical environment, the importance of art on identity, and a…
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Join me as I take a deep dive down the rabbit hole with singer-songwriter Lauren Stewart in this candid and colourful instalment of Data Girl’s Rabbit Hole. From an origin in the music industry that would turn most people’s hair grey, to reaching the pinnacle of what it means to be a songwriter—this conversation explores…
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Drip, drip, drip, warm salty liquid falls off the peak of a cheek weaponised affection fake accolades of praise proven to rest as faux gauntlets that offer queries of affection that never existed Sunbursts iridescence sunken sorrow an ache which spreads through the complete circumference of a ceramic bowl the sound of shattered pieces bits…
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I’ve been putting off writing this article, which should have been completed a month ago, because of the sheer energy it took to finish an Honours Undergraduate Degree in Behavioural Science over the past four years. From the start of the 2025 winter academic term, I posted a series of weekly poems chronicling the emotional…
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Over the past four years, I’ve been working toward an undergraduate degree in Behavioural Science, which I completed this month. I mention this because music played a crucial role in helping me succeed and remain focused. Lyrics, melodies, intention, and identity all matter deeply to me, which is why I’m extremely selective about what I…
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Superficial Paradise by Maiasaura—OK, seriously, stay buckled when you listen. This song will take you on a path that induces a cardiac event in the best possible way. Maiasaura engages in crisp, clean, and punctuated notes, with numerous pivots that leave you guessing where the track will go next. With superimposed vocals over high-octane music,…
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I don’t think anyone has time to waste on a superfluous intro, so let’s dive right in. Welcome to Data Girl’s Rabbit Hole first review of 2025. Please note that reviews will be written every fourth Friday of the month. If you have something reviewed, email it to datagirlsrabbithole@gmail.com. Now… let the musical games begin!…
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HAPPY RELEASE DAY Girls Just Wanna! I am so overjoyed to share my interview with April Rose of Maiasaura. Happy listening everyone. Oh, and when you are done check out Girls Just Wanna on all digital platforms today.
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Every writer wants to scribe magnificent content. However, most writing is found discarded or forgotten. There was a mentality ages ago that printed press would be utilized to line birdcage, papermache, or to wrap fish and chips. Although some words remained seared in the mind, the tactile artifacts are obliterated; there is the odd scrapbook…
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Today is the second day of the second semester while preparing for my term marking off assignments and test dates on my oversized calendar; I came across two little chapbooks that genuinely made me smile by my friend Founder of Between Shadows Press Tohm Bakelas. The first micro publication by Pyre Publishing is such a…
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Conceptualised earth shadow riddled caverns inside unquestionable ocean depths consider for a moment the direction taken by the strata in the deepest portion of liquid clarity one that rivals the endless azure is the comparison required to comprehend harmony an internal core fused within itself one could measure the physiology of the human form are…
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Lakeisha Jones How you can help. For those of you who don’t know, OBJX has quickly become a second home to myself, my children, and many creatives within the GTA and beyond. It’s a place where our community can come together and feel safe, create, share, grow, learn and so much more. With this pandemic,…
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I genuinely relish this time of year, not only am I faced with pending holiday spectacles but, also the honour of acknowledging one of my favourite humans. Sonja, I wanted to take this opportunity to thank you for all of the endless love and support that you have provided myself and CCIQ Press over the…
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The phenomenal and talented Aura aka Laura Westcott was gracious in allowing me to post this little clip of not only a poem but, also impactful vocals that distill the importance of kindness. Perspective has to be one of the greatest gifts humanity is afforded; to be able to understand the extreme opposites that reside…
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Barkeep: Hi what can I get you? Cendra: Mmm, not sure what looks good for tonight? Barkeep: What’s your typical poison? Cendra: Banana daiquiri, with a double shot of rum — usually. However, I am not certain, I keep thinking about my time in Hawaii & Europe. Barkeep: Umm, what does that have to do…
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Recollections of tormented memories numerous humans placed on extinction to preserve the sanity What happens when we place ourselves on extinction when the laughter & smiles denote the absence of joy when trepidation & release are forced to battle A covert force propels the amplification of life What of those who’ve lost resilience When a…
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Yesterday was World AIDS Day, decades later I am still impacted by these deaths! This is not another sappy poem as to the myriad of humans I’ve lost to this horrible illness I thought instead I would tell you a little bit about them… Nick, my mentor was one of the most open-minded individuals I’d…
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If I were to ever envision your aura as a dragon it would house scales that simultaneously shapeshift to reflect their emotions Accompanied with a hue of a softened gunmetal deep dark gray with highlights of glitter — glitter wouldn’t be cascaded from everywhere, it would be sporadic throughout essential parts of your entire magnificent…
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The earth feels so delightful against my waterlogged and bloody crimson skin Granules of Mother terra firma As I writhe in pain I can feel the soil as it absorbs my plasma Why did I make this decision? Water below the bridge genuinely invited me Blue waves beckon my spirit it was the only way…
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I have every single book published by Scott Laudati the, first two that basically began my obsession with his work were Hawaiian Shirts In The Electric Chair, and Play The Devil. My first introduction to Scott’s poetry had been during a time when I was writing reviews for the UK Punk blog, The Punk Archive.…
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Ego: “Listen, we have to work togetherin concert if, you want us to survive.” Id: “Don’t be a moron! You should just grantme permission to take over. Would you not wantto live out every single desire falling at your feet? Superego: “Ego, you need to seriously shutthe **** up! Do you know whatthat would do…
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there are emotions I abhor the expression possession is one of them when I feel this type of cage around my essence it propels to feel my whole body being submerged in frigid water the waves rise from the base of my feet flow through a heightened body that do not desire this humans are…
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This piece is written in the voice of a child who was abused at a tender age. Please note, the content warning… I HATED YOU – for so long you were the human being who was supposed to be there, regardless of outcome you did not try your best how could you? ALL YOU CARED…
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When humans use the phrase “unlock your mind” a reference is being made to an experience with the aid of a synthetic or organic psychedelic or just illumination there is no capacity too impacted even the deepest crevice will level up to enter the light regardless of pitch riddled venues — an equal amount of…
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a significant dreamy qualityto life survives if optics are furnishedwith intellectual enchantment bones hold the secret to destinyplasma is the liquid sanguine is there a distinct possibilitythat amour genuinelyis the force that propels our earthsynchronicity exists which genuinely holds not only onebut a myriad of skeleton keyswilful ignorance postulateswithin itself the ideologythat a blind eye…
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With a desire to be heard we continued to do and act accordingly, because we’re always told that actions speak louder than words, and it’s true. With years prepping an idea, and months putting it together the actions spoke loudly on Thursday, October 21st as La Vie Events and She. joined forces to create the…
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father ramsperger: “body of christ.” marguerite: “amen.” hmm, there’s something a little off about this host should probably ask my teacher… marguerite: “excuse me miss kyer these do not taste like hosts — normally do?” …
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I don’t care how horrible your life is right now? Liquorice Pipes Photo credit, Oldest Sweet Shop The operative words from the sentence above are “right now.” Mental confines have not only weighed down your physical entity but, also your inner most sacred sanctum. Guilt is quite the devious emotion, especially since…
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I am both delighted and humbled to have been asked to read a few poems during The Rebirth, Domestic Violence Awareness Fundraising Gala taking place this Thursday October 21, 2021 from 6-8 pm. There are pockets within our community that no one ever discusses, as issues that relate to domestic violence are more prevalent post…
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when privacy is not afforded one goes to extremes to guard the cipher of a convoluted cryptex which must never escape the pandora’s box carried in one’s cavity as observers inanimate objects distinguish a stoic secret unable to speak or even utilize non verbal skills to communicate simply sit as the stream of sunlight comes through…
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summer inside of winterwinter twists into fallspring lapses into summerforever blanketed by all heat brings forth a desirefor something with a littlebit of christmas joyin the month of july it\’s not only the weatherbut if holiday jubilationand compassion towardsour fellow man insteadof despicable idiosyncraticcharacteristics couldsurface — that wouldbe more delightfulthan my peppermintbark bar becauseat that…
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even as an adult my toes still curl at the thought of insects i don’t discriminate either — creepy crawlies are indeedquite beautiful nevertheless still slightly horrific i’d watched a television show in the early 90’s where a student gave their famished principal candy coated insects i thought it was a joke — i mean…
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words f a l l hugs \’n kisses photo credit oriental trading collide into each other an uncompleted thought resist the urgency to…
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french mint spheres frenetic rain engulf neurotic cretin negotiation mindful imminent natural traumatic sphere peripheral hazard eradicate resistance elevate salvation
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Since last year, I have had a front row seat to the inception of my friend Tony Moore’s AWAKE show – which is PHENOMENAL!!! (In case you have not seen it, AWAKE will be performed and livestreamed at The Bedford on Wednesday, October 13th via Facebook Live.) In honour of Tony’s birthday this year, one…
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obviouslyat one junctureor another in the fieldof retail — inventorywill play the most ridiculousgame of peek-a-booyou’ve everattempted my first jobat cullen country barnsincluded tedious itemizationwhere fingers were certainlynot enough to countthe hooks of embroideryfloss — which linedthe wallsin thousands at one pointthat display lookedlike a flattenedsnuffleupaguswith rainbowdyed fur — beforeall hues wereaccountedfor now, comparethat with a…
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my teita* was a very broken and hard aged palestinian woman i don’t hold it against her Candied Grapefruit Peel Photo credit: A Happy Food Dance war & death could lead the least brittle mind to snap but — feel she could have done a few things differently nevertheless at this juncture that…
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flavours don’t say fuck you — i hate you because of your colour they speak a little chocolate because they know of nothing with regards to hue of origin their knowledge is tempered, carved & melted similar to some humans who do not tolerate hate crimes against those of different — whatever…
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breaking news the world was incensed last year when cadbury changed the fondant recipe for their creme eggs cadbury cream egg i know seems like such a first world problem — nevertheless some treated it as though world war III had erupted globally i\’m partial to adversity as it fundamentally allows us to genuinely grow…
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infallible, something i am not! as a child it was: black or white. shades of grey equations, never existed in my world EVER! adulthood revealed through the pain of a childhood’s lack of effervescence mundane in all factors except, to an imagination that will never surrender or r-e-t-r-e-a-t. a tapestry of knowledge so intricate this,…
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not nearly half intelligent as one would contemplate broken brainstems exasperate situations with no business of cultivated fruition images speak in volumes as well as phrases awkward emotions glare at the prospect of humility hypocritical piety reigns errors one should perceive in lieu of ignorance perhaps another chalice of falsified soda might make one feel better?
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what are you doing? a comparison between apples & oranges then for whimsy a handful of figs tossed into the mix — seriously? palettes, at times i’m certain radiate delight as to what delectable is selected — as their next treat: sweet, bitter or otherwise. one year for christmas Photograph Credit, Purdy\’s, Himalayan Pink…
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i genuinely appreciated swiss delights in the country of their origin — my mother used to always say “des goûts et des couleurs, on ne dispute pas” which translates to tastes and colours we do not dispute nevertheless this one time i found myself opening my mouth in utter disgust someone had the nerve —…
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no one ever enjoys celebrations fruitella steeped in darkness i suppose that isn’t the way to resign oneself nevertheless without pitch crevices we’d not have the knowledge of what a pure inner light can radiate when properly exposed if one could relate depression to sweets i would say fruitella not only induces mania but also…
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i can’t be silenced & always feel the desire to endlessly mega bruiser, sweet factory engage constantly — throughout dialogues it’s imperative the last word uttered be issued by me however when my lips are to remain adorned with zig zag stitched arrows emotions not only marinate in the presence of silence…
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Anyone who follows CCIQ Press knows that we are supporters and allies of the First Nations Tribes of Turtle Island. I am not going to write a long article discussing how important Truth and Reconciliation is to the First Nations, instead I am going to post my poem with a bunch of links where support…
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bubble brains airheads photo credit, candy warehouse nimble minds desperate hearts shattered spirit gain control not only over action but thought too where do you fit in? do you follow at the drop of the snake that just devoured the elephant? or dare to toss your personal chapeau — riddled with embellishments and slight nuances…
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Isolde: If I just simultaneously combust and disappear from existence will anyone notice? Aislinn: Of course, people would notice Isolde: I don’t think so. I think people would say that they would notice, are completely obtuse to my absence. Especially if radio silence is exhibited first Aislinn: Okay! Isolde: I mean think about it for…
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let it course through your veins laffy taffy photo credit, candy warehouse electrons stream plasma flows to induce giggles that\’s right the concealed journey of blood houses architectural structures that are founded upon the premise that jokes don’t only provide laughter but that these little taunts provoke in essence thought to become better than we…
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i know it seems like a stretch to think of anything authentically liquidy as not being a type of confection but it genuinely is — doesn’t matter the medium as long as the outcome is something brilliantly delectable and sugary
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when you are young and lonely appreciation of acknowledgement occurs — i hear so many young women in their late 20’s – early 30’s who desire companionship …
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Where will your parade post be? Will you be the one outfitted in the front vibrant with golden buttons that reflect your aura in the sunlight, one who lingers toward the middle or the derelict end methodologies to compare and contrast are excellent tools however not against others not it you want to be deliciously…
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Sexual violence against women has been fostering an environment that induces anxiety, fear, in addition to bravery and advocacy. This evening DRCC will be hosting a Take Back The Night event to promote the very profound impact of sexual violence as it pertains to women. I will be reading three of my poems from my…
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respite reflection rages against our only true enemy — time how essential is it to contemplate memories from days past … are our learned lessons meant to be scorched right onto our cerebellum — ache to think of the future. but don\’t forget to reside outside of your toxic oubliette
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i grew up in a time where we had no touch screen anything — even better we had to stick our fingers in little number holes when we wanted to ring someone on our telephones we’ve come a long way baby — touch screens that at times could put two people who converse on a…
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“double, double toil and trouble; fire burn, and caldron bubble” i found this ancient cast ironcaldron that had been set to pasture by the side of an abandoned barn — the symbol at the front & back of this vessel compelled me to pick it up and place it in the trunk of my aqua-blue…
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comedy — we bathe thrills in products that are toxic until they\’re brought together to create a hand sized floral carved bar — i guess we might also have science to thank for all the thrills too
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i don’t think i could spend my day in constant bounce on a trampoline — i require bonkers all current brain cells to be intact to manifest a rejuvenation of my dead nerves bonkers — in a padded cell at bellevue or perhaps a little bit of two tone confection delight in lieu of an…
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When I attended Ryerson Polytechnic Institute, (soon to be renamed) and Centennial College my experience with book purchases were completely different than my current one. In both locations I would walk through endless towers of stacks; I remember the aroma of all the next text books — they smelt like literal heaven. I definately have…
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massive robust plump 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0’s accompany a core that knows to not express emotion tragic seclusion weight of words heavy upon a spirit which gleefully holds a dark cloud ensconced in shame & lack of pride
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I wonder if one could vomit their grey matter? All logistics associated with a relentless mind solidifies in a manner conducive to the metamorphosis to place Kafka’s to shame Why does one’s transformation always focus on the onyx pitch? Can we not evolve …
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I’d shared White Chocolate Photo Credit Purdy\’s some good news with a friend of mine who utilized a phrase that I’d never heard before — personal byproduct I’d never thought about humans that way nevertheless — we do indeed have our own personal byproducts (and for those of who you’ve seen Cloud Atlas…
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one of my favourite things to do when i receive a package of liquorice allsorts is to basically empty them out into a large bowl and pick my pleasures — although, i enjoy all of the sorts — i always find myself attacking the ones with the blue and pink candy sprinkles first what about…
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t.u.r.n. o.f.f. pop rocks, photo credit candy warehouse t.h.e. l.i.g.h.t.s. you’ve got to see this… here don’t look just open — pour the contents directly into your sweet tooth riddled pie hole please patiently wait for the illuminated multi-hued fireworks display to begin inside your mouth now, drink a soda — freaked out by urban legends…
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don’t you ever wish that your lips wax lips were removable and edible? that way during times of extreme self doubt & trepidation you’d be able to extract & digest your own pie hole once your thoughts have been completely diluted back to a normal core — at that time & only that time will…
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when you’re the least liked by no fault of your own — you’d think it would popeye chews sour you completely over the prospect of friendship it really doesn’t — simply forces you to realise depth of specialized focus not everyone is established to walk a path ravaged not only with thistles but mirth some…
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clouds outstretch their arms inside of an unaware strata our universe in a state of constant and swift expansion molecular structures which house human attributes our cores are indeed constructed with the same organic materials that\’s in stardust — imagine — right now for one moment the acknowledgement that time turns upon and inside of…
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Last year my introduction to Anoosh Naghibi’s body of work was made when Tony interviewed him on RIGHT HERE! With Tony Moore. I relished the artistic impression so much that I started to follow Anoosh on Instagram. When this image popped up, it had inspired so many dreamscapes in my mind. Life is all about…
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my first year of secondary school i met a neurotic individual who was completely obsessed with chocolate dark chocolate covered coffee beans covered coffee beans three at a time — throughout a stressful exam session at that point i still had no idea what coffee tasted like — the aroma itself smelled pungent — i…
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one texture rendered effervescent ecstasy bubbles ride your tongue fizz
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i used to feel that life was trite and inconsequential a gift not worth any gratitude whatsoever self destruction was almost imminent can you imagine a dark riddled with an authentic onyx hue that never seems to dissipate a charcoal cloud that weighs the heart’s tempest there’s no secret to living — just live and…
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I’ve been sitting here since 1:30 pm listening to iLO’s livestream on Facebook of nothing but original work. One of my favourite nights paired with her birthday makes for a magnificent show. iLO has a solid work ethic one of my favourite aspects of her repertoire is that she is a true chameleon – as…
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micro poem microfiche microcosm — copperfield disappears with bearded ladies wine gums taunt a tongue into submission what of the flavours that are detested? they’ve met their saccharine end in a dust bin — riddled with discarded black wine gums tossed from last nights package — not by moi
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Every single person who participated in this event I appreciate you so much. I wanted to start with a few thank yous before I share my news with all of you. To our judges: Artemis Skye McNeil, Grace Ann Shaw, Liz Lugo and Tony Moore. Thank you so much for returning every single year to…
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Journeys come in the form of exploration that cement our feet to the ground and elevates our minds toward the outer strata. I must have sat down and watched Sam Sam Bubbleman’s lockdown inspired Shadow Bubble show Navigation numerous times. This is genuinely bubble alchemy at its finest, the interesting aspect to me is that…
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sour power belts each day in the ward we’re given a piece of candy of our own choosing — insanity breeds moments when you’re grateful to have a different flavour in your mouth — in lieu of the ever constant taste of metal that can’t be brushed out — only masked!
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There is so much more to be shared on the music legend, that is Mr. Tony Moore. My musings here have only touched upon some of the highlights. While having a hugely busy schedule of working on his radio show and showcasing amazing artists at The Bedford, Tony will always feed his passion for song…
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Following the creation of such an amazing base for emerging artists at The Kashmir Klub, when the space closed due to redevelopment, Tony took this work into The Bedford Pub in Balham, SW London. The club room at The Bedford, through the stewardship of Tony, was to become another significant launch pad for today’s most…
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Tony has always been and completely unselfishly, a huge advocate of launching new talent. From introducing young artists to areas which can help them, I count myself one of those people, to taking you under his wing and showing you how to believe in yourself, Tony will always be a voice of reason. In the…
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Tony came from Bristol where he had grown up to the big smoke that was ‘London’. This was after answering an ad in a music magazine and he became keyboard and synth player in a band. The band was an early formulation of ‘Iron Maiden’ Feeling keyboards were not really working following an initial live…
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Tony has so many wonderful stories around music, that when I write the 6 degrees of celebration for his weekly Saturday morning radio show, I always make sure my facts are accurate and that the music will strike a resonance with him as it does with me and the listeners. We have many shared favourite…
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It is with great pleasure that I have prepared a ‘6 degrees of Tony Moore’ to celebrate the final week of the ‘Carnaval de Poesie’ 2021. Musician, Tony Moore, is the judge for this final week of the Carnaval and I am sure through the organiser of this wonderful event, Rania M M Watts, you…
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unwanted tears drip from an unassumed visage — eager for the future to arrive in a timely fashion needless to say — time transpires its many paths in one culminated journey — similar to that of golden liquid caramel that seems to flow in any direction — it is able — can you image being…
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there are a myriad of situations where human beings managed to escape precarious situations — some with much difficulty, others with extreme fear and a select with subtle ease — no matter what the quandary comfort in candy will always allow you to get through — that’s what the mentos commercials from the days of…
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when i think of summer one of the first things that comes marshmallow cones to mind — are not just long and lazy days but also moments to basque in the freedom of being able to wake at a slightly later time — clearly not tethered to a specific schedule — moments where giggles reign…
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7 Pieces of 6, is a coming-of-age fantasy story about a girl (Tierra) secretly from a fantasy world called Avani, who is living in the city of Portland and has to return before she turns 17 to restore her kingdom. At the age of ten she is taken in by a single lady named Brianna,…
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if james and his giant peach can fly — so can my bubblicious balloon mind you it’s no ordinary flying contraption — nothing fancy no steam-punk flyers built with massive cogs no large fabric floating oubliette in the sky all i have is this half package of gum let’s see if i can blow a…
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everybody has a dark side ingrained inside of their soul a place which allows the writer to create not only gruesome phrases but horrors beyond compare it was said that poe had a sickness his versification speaks of hearts which start to beat stronger than a taiko drum from japan even from beyond a grave
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peddle your priceless garbage infested trinkets to those with low brow fantastical fancies garbage candy perhaps one with a crude heart may be exposed to subjects that coat the inner blanket of global antiquities with layered golden treats only a carefully crafted eye can curate rummage your soul discover your possessions funny thing, the first…
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Decades of internal war ends now with the banishment of your being from my life You desired that I crumble and ensured I had the knowledge that I will never be a good enough human being Tortured souls, should never utilise their plight to cause harm to others Pain should never be revealed as a…
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ok, so, right nowwhat i wantfor you to dowhile readingthis poemis to contemplate all of the sensationaldesserts and unwhich use caramelsauce as a base caramelon it’s ownis pretty simpleto make — althoughit takes one thingmany do not havemuch of — time! neverthelessimagine if you willthe largest and deepestwell — which no longerfreely flows water —…
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a newly planted breeze adheres its velcro like arms to all the debris of endless subterfuge friendless enemies gather over golden hued treats & a prized aged — tea stained parchment a packed snack of goobers sustains an adventures desire for something adequate enough — for the purpose of endless discovery on a ship to…
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I don’t know if many of you remember, years ago when I first started CCIQ Press, I wrote the foreword to this incredible novel entitled Cinephilia By Grant Jolly (which I honestly hope Grants writes a part 2). I am back today to tell you a little bit more about Grant, not as a poet…
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*Written in the voice of one who finally found their own way People have used me my whole life for their purposes – it never ends How does one say no, when purposely placed on earth to be an aid to all mankind There are individuals on this planet who seek to simply drain the…
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combined edible delectables should never be the catalyst to any argument consolidated flavours can indeed be quite interesting especially to an unassumed palate — one of my preferred tongue tantalizing couplets involves chocolate and… save that for another… but, for now an immortalized classic candy & bubblegum
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I thought it might be fun to have one pre Carnaval de Poésie friendly competition before the serious event begins on Monday August 2, 2021. And, I have a special prizes for the winner not only will you win a Spoken Verse prize by our 4th week judge Tony Moore from his concept album Awake,…
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i’ve never been tequila pop photo credit, candywarehouse athletically inclined to the point that i’d nearly flunked physical education in secondary school — i can certainly appreciate the endurance and versatility it takes to be able to compete at an olympic level but what happens to an olympian’s essence when they falter? when athletes are…
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there are times when i wonder what i my life would have looked like — if i decided to keep on the social service worker path — would i be dying for a payday that was built upon listening to the misery of others? or would i feel so gratified by helping others —…
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perhaps one could survive on delectable stuffed liquorice creams liquorice creams? there are certain existences like that of jean valjean where the need certainly outweighs the want tragedy imposes upon those who are impoverished — who yearn for a hunger so poignant — it seems one could live on air alone sans nutrition use it……
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walking down the street no enemies in sight it’s a beautiful day and sol lucet omnibus sigh! the air smells so fresh during this mid morning inspired by the acid used in sour patch kids autumn faded sun lit journey mid way to my final destination slosh fiery water has splashed all over my face…
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Over the last month I’ve asked Chrys Columbine a series of questions via Instagram about her life and career; now I’ve harvested all her responses and am ready to post our full interview. Chrys is a creature that exbibits beauty from all angles, who genuinely cares about the state of the earth and harnessing as…
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a toxic nexus amplifies echoes from the days of old entrenched in demise i suppose some individuals enjoy the prosecution of their own destruction exceptional moments declined with vacant unaware stares who reject any happiness obliterated lies — design flaws inside of one’s intimate architectural being
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nerds jocks pretty little frocks jokers nerds poke innocent flesh definitely un/warned pressed cookie cutter personalities fair poorly — perhaps judgement should be deemed as ignorance’s jealous cousin and set out to not only dry but petrify in a manner that encourages positive prosperity
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do you ever contemplate the graphics that gingerly hold a tube of polo fruit treats in place? while jammed polo fruit in sync head to toe similar to a can of sardines stuck together in their tin before being devoured ok lol i can’t believe i just compared candy to a can of tiny fish…
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who are you? who are you really?bile riddled human excrement evil intentions and broken bonds brutal isn\’t it? that level of ugly comes at a price a calloused human desperate for desire who are you? who are you really? ensconces passion a heart braver than any warrior passed through hallowed earth! dig! dig. dig.…
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outstretched wide wings flutter fly through the hearts of those who echo destruction & decimation — and for what? a foul piggishness haphazardly tossed at the feet of those who simply want to live in peace — who don\’t encourage the annihilation of their fellow man which one of those are you? is it actually…
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