a bunch of dismembered bodies? stitching someone\’s mouth to someone else\’s body parts, candy warehouse sphincter to create an ultimate digestive system? or perhaps reading about the historical rhythmic beating of one\’s hidden heart — concealed behind the beautiful brick work? or maybe my favourite definition of where the potential for goar to exist really…

The ultimate romantic aspect our of eclectic lives; I believe to be incredibly elementary and intimate relationship we have with ourselves.  Through my journeys in: Wonderland, The Labyrinth, Narnia, Oz and of course anything and everything penned by the original Fairy God Father’s: The Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson; I relished each perilous journey,…

Funny thing, my life experiences always seem to travel back to lessons learned in comic books.  What does this have to do with congratulating the class of 2021 you say? I\’ll tell you.  DC comics has always been my favourite; that being said it was comical this week when my husband stated to me \”of course…

have you ever met a human being        who housed characteristics from your favourite               children’s fairy-tale?     grateful for an afforded imagination           that resides in a place to see the beauty                  of certain individuals         thumper is one of the kindest              most wholesome characters                     with distinguished features            who houses the ability…

it took a specific skill to place an entire package of pez candy into it\’s silly topped dispenser otherwise these little soap shaped treats would end up all over the ground and the five second rule can\’t apply to all twelve pieces luckily the candies are sold more than one per pack – i relished…

freaky stares  from across the hall green infused light amber specks eyes that beg to be close eyes that yearn for lashes with long appendages to hold you near it\’s the optics that consume in the pitch night can\’t you taste it in the air it is a flavour similar to sweet honeysuckle patchouli  

mist particles slowly start to separate the heavy clouds cotton candy ocean\’s become flushed  visible steam starts to warm even the coolest of places — inside of dark caverns way below conventional air wisps seek a future to hold on tight too — one that establishes euphoria inside of static minds open to nothing conceal…

you know there are individuals out there who could spot a misplaced mike and ike from the wrong package in an instance simply by recognizing an unrecognizable colour? don\’t ever mess with a candy purist 

Original Artwork By Teja Krašek   anxiety, go screw yourself! By Rania M M Watts can you feel it?     pin pricks in the form          of an arrow that pierces     the flesh of a cortex      that refuses to relent     cold radiated emotion        courses through…

a sinister hand seeks solace concealed within tiny compartments no one knows what\’s been fed properly or with what? hmm, a decade and handful of years since we first fell in love do you remember that cozy night? distilled emotion to a location that\’s consistently lost & delirious your knowledge of what hid in my…

an extra ornate frilly ivory blouse adorned  cuffs that scream! candy sharks        \”i was meant              to be a poet!\”  yet am humbledby such a preciousgift — one wouldat times consider to be a curse  can you imaginebeing so sensitivethat every single emotion radiatesall over your body …

irreversible pain caused by others when one ensures broken promises amongst the flexed glory — a body of lies or a human being that comes off as being 100% genuine only to find out their eyelashes are not the only thing adorned on them that carries the weight of a superficial existence or being told…

there are some candies that only bring forth emotions of extreme anger — followed by a shake of the head in quiet contemplation “you\’re so selfish!” you see, there will always be individuals that leave us to react or over with regards to specific situations a gleeful temperament would never take away from the pain…

 Does it really matter        who likes you            and who doesn’t? Does it really matter        those who are jealous? Doesn’t really matter —       those who are silent         who lurk in dark corners   Who don’t want others       …

 human beings with magical properties     genuinely do exist if we search       characteristics in a fashion          conducive to heavily steeped            exquisite traits       where connection blooms        between flora and fauna              to house a forged bond …

Stolen moments, from hands that blindly feel around; for that well hidden stash of prescription medication.  Unfortunately, the humiliation of addiction forces those who struggle, to constantly live inside of  the pitch shadows. Enslavement, was about an authentic comparison, of confectionery and various mediums. That relishes the opportunity, to enhance an effortless atmosphere  away from…

old haunts fair with regular visits to the days of old — moments of transformation in some cases transmutation constant evolution states shaved coconut would add delight to any mediocre dessert that requires a pretty garnish that\’s light in flavour — i\’ve never been a fan of coconut in fact — if you want me…

insecure knowledge fresh fruit concealed inside a micro vale that simply refuses to lift — some items better be guarded close to the core — fibre optic branches rescind any value gained through extreme intellectual debauchery with one who could distill any mood to a syrupy formula in lieu of dry p.o.w.d.e.r.

effortless artistic impressions — ideas brought to fruition from the poet\’s quill as simple as it is to discuss emotions much difficulty eludes the perfect word — at the precise moment thoughts rarely slow down for fingers that require a slight solace even at the end of a sentence — the addition of a period.…

like me Frida Kahlo, The Broken Column — don\’t like me read what i write or not — everyone has choices! just a matter of contemplation as to how yours will be executed — clarity no longer escapes a freshly ungreased grasp wiped clean with the aid of an environmentally correct 100% cotton fibre cloth before…

at presenti would like to addressthat suicidal teen housedinside of your awkwardthirteen or even seventeenyear old self — that looks backdecades later to discern the depthof stupidity that has been exhibited a witching hour comes for everyonewill you allow the charcoal pitchwhich has pricked your spirit— to coat a spitfire essenceor will you freeze that little…

etymology       finds me fascinated                  words inside            of themselves                   might be mundane              however,                a detailed                      practice study                should be encouraged             a shiny word read               appears to be robust                                   and illuminated                  on the surface      nevertheless,                    houses roots              which…

this world  no longer requires me  — funny concept  to contemplate existence  on a level  that would  force anyone\’s  body to radiate  with extreme trepidation  — nevertheless that\’s exactly  what makes  our       dance song        poem  story…  

as she cradled her head while her black locks fell across her onyx optics marie pondered what it would be like to scribe a poem beyond compare one that would reinforce bonded love between worlds — where not only pain is obsolete but anger and oblivion are no longer present a utopian galaxy consumed with…

people don’t realise   i genuinely try to be kind to everyone – but, if i feel disingenuous manipulation my toes curl and temper  flares beyond the shade crimson which takes over my being  — is a grave understatement  society views those  who are altruistic with uncandid thoughts   as ass kissers or those who plot to…

       On March 24, 2020 my friend Tony Moore set out to stream shows via Facebook live as a means to entertain the world from the dreaded impending devastation of the pandemic that has claimed numerous lives.  Everyone was so freaked out as no one knew what was going to happen next, with that…

This morning I was scrolling through my socials; and read the post below on Singer/Songwriter iLO\’s Facebook page. This is a post that everyone should read — as it clearly illustrates the importance of self care and love for human beings who sacrifice bits of who they are to make others happy.  An extremely valid lesson…

  muffled tears                     in the shower              n.e.v.e.r.              not the brightest                             lightbulb                    moment  …

        The world is riddled           with individuals      who are either going            to love and support     no matter what                or  eradicate oblivion     when comprehension         and empathy are essential paths   to the entire birds      …

Ache accompanies    curiosity throughout        moments where death   stalked around each             forbidden pathway          Future uncertainties          occupy a desolate mind               which had succumbed                    to the years of intolerance              a fifty-millimeter screw attached                  to the salvation of a hammer drill          utilized to make a pin hole             …

I had an extremely difficult time as a child when it came to properly being able to explain my philosophies and thought process. One day I saw a movie that made complete sense    in    my    mind in terms of how to properly decipher the methodology behind imagination and creation. The movie is…

* Potential trigger warning.  This is a dedication to all the sexual abuse survivors who fight everyday against hurting other humans in the manner they’ve been hurt. I\’ve included this beautiful Fractal Fairy by Teja Krašek; to remind you of the beauty of individual hearts and sincere victories — that exists with in this reality!  I am…

 journeys affords humanity       moments of life-scape             sincerity where      i am allowed to remain        static for a micro second             the ability for the capacity         for time to be a reality    as beings of complex…

Val has been with me since I decided to officially launch; before we had any writers.  I remember asking Val to be the Resident Artist for CCIQ Press; I was thrilled to have connected with a like minded individual and fellow Piscean woman.  Val is a one of a kind human being that approaches life with…

Individual entities     ensconced with a golden hallow        our globe is consumed              with invisible                 lines of magique     There are indeed humans        who supersede the requirement             of being paragons       …

 jolt at 9:30 am    on an empty stomach        and about seven cigarettes later     fizzle         fizzle               burst    fizzle       fizzle            burst    the amount of times        i\’ve had…

love at times is one of those confusing entities that allows us to thrive — but, what is it candy corn really? we all know that it\’s an emotion with the potential to drive us to behave in one manner or other that is a given but, what of the profound meaning behind… while the…

what did you learn today? “…rouge is another word for red… … jaune is another word for yellow… …vert is another word for green…” remarkable two years of english and now thrust into the sink or swim world of french immersion a child\’s mind doesn\’t only absorb like a loofah but also has the ability…

What is it about the desert that is simply deliciously romantic? Let\’s see, for one it is one of the most illuminating environments, specifically for self-discovery. One of the most attractive attributes of the late and eclectically whimsical Jim Morrison, is the path that lead him directly to the one place, he was able to…

i equate bubble gum jelly belly\’s jelly belly, bubble gumphoto credit, candy warehouse  with a tumultuous part of my life oddly enough one where coming of age meant not only heartache but hope for the future something that lacks in the hearts & minds of those who are not exclusively idiotic but quite dangerous you…

for one who relishes the prospect of confection covered delights  — it\’s\’ difficult to comprehend the disdain for phrases that simply ooze s a c c h a r i n e   how will you  take your words? with a dose  of sugar or reality? 

things must be rare throughout the year to genuinely appreciate what it means to have something worth waiting for — for me that special thing was/is none other than chocolate hedgehogs made by purdy\’s chocolatier founded in vancouver, british columbia in 1907 these beautiful hedgehogs house a wonderful filling and the shape alone to cute…

when you lookupon diamonds  with your specialized magnifier — what is it that you seek? the organic clarity & shape or do you think about its country of origin? and, perhaps the humans who\’ve suffered for something that\’s worth… hmm, what was it in my day? oh yes, now, i remember 3 months salary! completely…

there\’s a song from the 90\’s that encapsulates everything a woman is — from tender nurturers to personal demonic terrors depending upon the situation the truth is women are all those things but that doesn\’t make us any less human or vulnerable especially when hmmmm, let me provide you with a thought provoking image picture…

at the age of thirteen i dreamt of going to europe more like — running  away… i wanted to be surrounded by the thigh high grass and type poetry from the moment the sun first gave us her morning ray riddled kiss to luna\’s extravagant performance as she brightens our night sky sounds odd to…

have you ever wanted to speak in a fashion — reminiscent of the mad hatter? with the proclivity  to repeat words  in a manner of genuine simultaneous rubbish & silliness where no one holds you accountable for any of your insane thoughts  — a place where even the wildest of vivid dreams can come fruition…

I never protected     you in a fashion conducive          to prosperity       stifled by numerous individuals       a proper chance to acquisition          the honest essence of how              you\’ve constructed me      in a fashion similar to Swiss Cheese         riddled with holes — each one           void…

i don\’t know if it\’s the texture of cotton candy that frightens me — i seem to forget all about it the second this fibreglass-esque sweet melts on my slightly parched tongue — which releases a flavour of utter blueberry bliss — while it disintegrates in seconds into little sugar crystals as it\’s pressed to…

Each one of my books written or un holds a special story with regards to how each of these expressions transpired inside of their private beautiful universe. There is a reason why we allow our crimson plasma to drip all over a nice sheet of thick parchment, where the imperfections of the paper can be…

I have an extremely vivid memory as a three and a half year old; my father took me to a dentist in Montreal who put a gold cap on one of my baby teeth. The pain was excruciating; to the point that decades later I still remember screaming in agony while pacing back and forth…

how do you tell yourself — not to give up? how do you tell yourself — to expose freedom from your closed heart? how do you tell yourself — to constantly forge faith in everything you are — regardless of how horrible you may genuinely feel search your cerebellum for your personal cerebral spree a…

  Thrilled to share with you this intriguing interview with the eclectic creative, Rania M M Watts. We are all so grateful to get to work with Rania. She connects and inspires the writing community so much. What a wonderful privilege it always is to support and participate in the diverse events and projects she…

textile imprints weave a  distinctive gazette inside an extremely weary parietal lobe amaranthine consciousness explore reminders pointy assorted generic needles patiently  await gentle  microfibers a symbiotic relationship reflects the elegance in a finished piece worthy of an antiquities catalogue

Trigger warning — Human Trafficking Awareness day was on February 22, 2021; one day is truly not enough to bring light to the devastation that human trafficking has had on humanity let alone children under the age of 16.   soft outer shell + inside organs + plasma that courses = human body  thump   …

global human philosophies are steeped in rage although an idealist would believe agape to be a force beyond compare one should never dismiss the potential rhythm in-between distinctive beats even though we may be confined to resentment fortified oubliettes as one with severe blood-lust, comprehension doesn\’t leave immensely itchy hives to fester demise only because…

a broom left against the wall will always be more than a pretty snap-shot i wonder how many lived in fear of being persecuted for the desire to be with his/hers eternal life-force if love is supposed to conquer all what will massacre ignorance the way it is meant to be?   

well, perhaps that was a tad hasty. \’souls are supposed to be white ethereal beings.\’ what about those who are tethered to a body? not of their personal choice. not an unusual auditory experience either. screeches accompany shock, \’i wasn\’t supposed to be born in this body — it is not what i…\’ time tricked…

may i, perhaps borrow, your entire aura for a moment — please? previous experiences carry within their satchel sacred narratives from those, who\’ve bestowed upon me the gift of comprehension broken monologues require a voice w-h-o will speak without fear or hesitation perhaps, then…

i\’d known of backyards from weekend visits to my uncle\’s home in ottawa… nevertheless, while in montreal our residence, an apartment located at 1210 boulevard provencher had been afforded M-A-S-S-I-V-E g r o u n d s . yet, nothing to call our own… until, my father was transferred to the bank of montreal in…

i can completely appreciate the unique characteristic freak shows offer a bearded lady          here,      knife swallower           there,               not to mention          the exquisite fire-eaters there\’s        beauty & eloquence      …

 poets are a myriad of things      i\’d never thought about a scribe        as a coroner — the conceptualization     of the scenery so lush with literature  are books places where words go to die?            stand sturdy in your oubliette          contemplate —…

desperation & 3:00 am converse in between large gulps of coffee & half pack of cigarettes time brings with it — contact changes UNREACHABLE email,        t e x t      a                   bloody        phone number… (instructions on how to send a…

Photo Credit Millicent Binks  elegant fingers glide      across a virgin piano        about to be annihilated       in the most elegant     and delectable fashion       secrets woven amongst    the notes, with each sharp, flat    or unelevated key — the presence         of a catalyst…

 Night Cruise By Sonja Mable McClure   A winding excursionup the canyondiverting offunmarked dirt roads.Our eager bodiestold secrets    in dark cars.At the lookoutcity lightsblinking belowshooting starsdarting abovehearts racing within—drunk on love’s elixir. Love’s Philosophy By Percy Bysshe Shelley  The fountains mingle with the river   And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix…

hallowed images disguise the verity behind glazed & unbreakable eyes ancestors while alive obsess about what kind of legacy will exist for their descendants.. it\’s inevitable a lifetime shame & disgust may be  i.m.m.i.n.e.n.t. nevertheless, success & tenacity diminish past cycles of abuse but, don\’t negate one\’s courage…. carry forward your descendants mistakes & successes…

doubt doesn\’t whisper sweetness — it yells bitter hazards to a heart that comprehends dots  nothing to do with consequence breed out comfort zones that compact large spiritual bodies into tiny little typeset drawers it\’s difficult to allow creepy crawler doubt bugs all over your body nevertheless with one strong zephyr like sweep of the…

wrappers    wrappers       and more wrappers what i want now is just a small morsel of some kind of candy i wouldn\’t even care if it was my least favourite cinnamon lips would do but all i\’ve been able to find in my open drawers  are the leftover victims from my bag of…

i used to contemplate knowledge & technology to be mutually exclusive to say i was incorrect would be an immense u n d e r s t a t e m e n t a man can be sent to the moon yet all men are not = face to face phone contact yet women…

you know, puck said, that if oberon caught him beyond their realm, he would be completely skinned alive! regardless, as to how well behaved puck  \”pretends\” to be. remember, puck promised to disclose the genesis tale shakespeare had originally penned… apparently no one knows the truth since, humanity wouldn\’t be able to handle that magic…

o u t s t r e t c h e d h a n d s experience the gentle breeze flow through unaware digits i wonder if the sensation of micro-zephyrs \’tween individual plumes is similar? unfortunately, da vinci can\’t help with his original blueprint organic flight only occurs encased inside a soul…

quiet imaginariums house L.O.U.D. walls adorned with bright, flashy colours necessary to discover the true self. what        does     yours   look like? mine       will            always         have     ivory          bleeding            …

civilizations have fallen due to overpopulated ancestral ties our society, she, has a quality that i beyond relish in our contemporary world, bloodlines have begun to intermingle with          each                  other yes, that is right! now, in a world where there is     no …

Black History Month for me is all year round, as most of my readers have noticed there are pieces scattered throughout the year on this blog — which promotes high levels of anti-racism.  As the Founder of CCIQ Press — a provocateur who speaks against human injustice especially on the grounds of racism, inequality, and…

my first experience with the realm of horror movies — was during my last year of elementary school one night, during our grade eight graduation class trip to quebec city, my friends and i had decided to rent a vcr and a video from the hotel. the selection was indeed limited — it being the…

i was listening to an interview one day on the radio … this celebrity started to speak of his daughter as most of us parents do… he had shared with this wide audience that his child wanted a tattoo of a camel on her big toe i guess that camel toe would look adorable considering…

are you a fan of alice in wonderland do you long to linger with the cheshire cat and blue caterpillar? or perhaps cause a ruckus with the mad hatter as he plots to ruin the queen of hearts\’ tea party — a world where only a few are able to enter — at their own…

how many times can tears fall down ones face? human laws of attraction dictates for emotion to find a viable source of strength flawed moments riddled with desolation must be made  present.  you know what? hope and despair are indeed equal commodities that will always join forces — just like the hard piece of watermelon…

at the age of six i remember while i patiently waited for the city bus to collect myself and my aunt for a ridiculous day at montreal\’s amusement park — la ronde at the stop around the rubbish bin — i spied a bee happily engrossed in its personal operatic composition obviously i\’d been warned…

eventually all the answers explode from a pressured mental geyser meander on comments of distaste where equality is rendered to quarters and halves i wonder how speedy gonzales felt — when he had to take his hot tamales and sell them elsewhere?! silence ignorance confused with infused stupidity and lack of intellect what\’s next?  

That\’s it, keep your wrist static. I know, how tedious of a task this is nevertheless if you want — decent fudge there\’s a ridiculous process fudge  to follow. Not ridiculous as in silly or some haphazard joke but, as in a whole lot of     ridiculous                 …

You can not outrun it… it will catch up You can not ignore it…it will persist You cannot deny it…it will prevail You cannot lie and stand for truth        you will find yourself limping You cannotoutgrow truthYou can only grow into it You cannot turn a blind eye to truth      …

what happens when crows are no longer able to carry the weight of a human soul — to the land black crows  of the dead? when the burden of a human life-force echos with it painful trials which obtained a not so vibrant end — what happens to the rest of the human souls —…

no innocent soul has any business to be in discussions with suicide jolly rancher crunch \’n chewphoto credit candy warehouse it really is quite a pointless way to travel to the ethereal realm everyday we humans navigate our intimate tightrope sometimes over niagara falls, other times thigh high grass and always inside of a regal…

where\’s that bloody marionette rope? i heard my inner voice push through with a highsquealed “stupid you!”i can\’t believe — once AGAIN! i misplaced it!? it\’s essential  red licorice ropephoto credit candy warehouse  that i find where it\’sdecided to play hide-n-go-seek this twisted into itself tool was made for me last week by merlin — during our monthly tea (he found out what i used to do for a…

i remember when i was in grade 11 i skipped one of my classes to hang out with a friend of mine by the pond right beside my old skittles  secondary school the discussion was filled with anticipation of the future, what it would bring — post secondary education and potential universities a really frightening…

shhhhhh     did you hear that?    it is the process of an original   thought — in an attempt to forge       its existence of a poem        which is most likely      to be duplicated  \”people will try to diminish you,     as they did me, and they will fail\” *  …

This was the picture that caused a friend of mine to tell me I looked \”rested and healthy.\” And that whatever I was doing was working for me. Now, I\’m not trying to do a humble-brag here, even though it sounds like it. Bear with me because I do have a broader point. His words…

melancholy arrogant man flatulence escapes your elegantly stabilized body — as well as the next human being — you are no more special than any other person who walks up your drive — ideals and imprints cast shadows upon the days of old extravagance a miss when it comes to respectable behaviour in polite company…

when you are constantly waiting to get paid for the work that comes from a very willing brain — desperation falls on silences voices how to get more readers — obviously step one would be to be a fairly decent writer — who can literally hold their own no matter what the situation dictates —…

enhanced laughter permeates inside my apartment during the halloween season — for some reason spider candyphoto credit candy warehouse october seems to be the month where my husband and i try to frighten each other out of our wits and stupid me — i fell for it — again!!! so this was the calamity that…

Clarity ¡Oh Clarity! Some new visions arrived in my eyes The blessing of insight, of hindsight Where scenes flash in my mind Thirty-five millimeters of red flags and Roots, things that take hold in the dirt And try to be one with the earth  But not everything planted belongs I see it now, I breathe…

I am very persnickety when it comes to placing my work in books however, when Steve Zmijewski from Two Key Customs requested one my of pieces for his Anthology Stuff From an Old Notebook — feat. 26 poets, artists & musicians and 1 three year old I was compelled to provide a big resounding \’YES\’.  I am extremely…

shellsare supposedto be difficultto crackas they preserve milkfuls  the courageoussoft membranethat requiresultimateprotection howeverwhen that coatis made of hardcaramelthat\’s perfectfor molarswho want to do nothingbut chomp! think aboutit this wayimaginefor a momentif you will — a clamand it\’s solidshell now imaginea chewy pearlon the insidethat\’s what\’sin my mouthright now caramelflavouredof course however— i do relish the…

Hunting I rummage bins, bookcases, and rows of hardcover relics and artifacts coated cardstock cream linen paper lathered  with inkblots and anecdotes an ongoing venture of culture scouting libraries,  bookstores, galleries, and museums I scroll book after book page after page sifting sand to spy the ruby the unveiling  of legendary artistry the breathtaking intricacies …

can you feel it? that moment right when your body pops with anticipation a moment where it felt beyond curly wurly right   in the eye of the needle resides a low brewing storm only manageable by you so here — a few choices if you will one allow yourself to finally be free to…

My very first addiction was, actually still is CANDY! I mean anything and everything; sweet, sour, chewy, crunchy, fluffy, and nutty… now that being said.  I want you to imagine for me a candy store however, in lieu of selling confections of one caliber — it is of another.  The sexual or dating appetite in…

is it through knowledge of grammar and proper syntax? or, is it housed inside emotive phrases? is it through years of being forced to read literature that will be of benefit to your future but; hesitate to touch any soda pop art at present? the truth is there is no answer because by the time…

how l o n g glee gum should it take to write a poem that will m.o.v.e. one to weep? conceptualised worrisome agricultural practises start to destroy free standing structures — which aid in the process of not only maintaining fresh air — but also tall beacons we can tangibly hold onto in moments of…

is it a natural occurrence to weep during acts of extreme human kindness or are you of the mentality to turn your face and force that almost renegade tear back up into your ducts? emotions at time can be immensely obscure — i remember one day, i had my chunky heeled onyx hued mary-janes and…