Self Portraits
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I took a photo of myself in the mirror. Neither here nor there, I’m somewhere in between. Read more
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Moodswings and changing faces. Big bad bones, ready to break and taste. The sandman comes calling. Comes wishing for a warm body to call his own. All that skin, and all those dreams, just begging to be consumed. Beneath flickering lights, a fan cuts through the air. Fingers peeling off useless clothes, the only thing… Read more
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“Sickened and howled, streaked and spurned Plucked, lived, compelled and called Closed and swallowed, formed and regained Locked, cursed, glowed and discerned” Read more
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A vision of dead desire. Concrete face and limbs, weathered and sullen like a tree. Or a sad welsh chapel. I’m a spider killer, and hater of automobiles. Animals are my friends, as are all the make-believe lovers of the world. Bearded silence and cocooned dreams. Eyes of wine and a stupid… Read more
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all those truths left unuttered and obscure embracing the night alone with our hearts searching out secrets like headlights in the snow we could’ve taken it all be we never had the guts to discover for sure and then we never recovered oh these hours bring me down but as long as the… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 