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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: The stars that glisten on October skies are green like water lamps. I am plotting a story for you… Letters are meant to be sent swirling my brokenness cripples my words. I am silhouetted letters can’t mix I need another alphabet. My alphabet of you is made of syllables: Sky… Read more
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Got me a brown paper bag full of goodies that be bad for the heart but good for my art. Beer, sweets, smokes and stuff. And a copy of a magazine my nan used to buy. It’s full of real-life stories. Stories about real people, people unlike myself. I’m far too vague for that shit.… Read more
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She spins among the leaves, and just like that, she becomes the storm that’s needed to blow away the trash and scum that do their best to blight her life. With her arms stretched out as far as they can go, the birds come down from the sky and perch themselves upon her, and when… Read more
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Lovers on the train doing their best to prove to the world their love is for real. Lovers wishing with all they have to convince themselves and others they’re happy and not sad at all. She eyes them up with disdain. Bunch of fucks. Bunch of lying, insecure, weak-as-shit fucks. Ripping up a sheet of… Read more
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Originally posted on Daffniblog: He reaches in the cracks and trades form for the mayonnaise he wiped on his jeans earlier. He swaps grammar for saliva as it drips from his lips from drunken collisions with the other side. Elephant’s stomp his pages that are scattered with the letters and symbols he’s conscious of most… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: I am not a good woman. I am sons upon light years, daughters making hard love with blue moons and every wish on every fallen star cast forth through double-panes on lonely Friday nights like the ones you swore you would never relive again. I am not a good… Read more
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She kicks the ground and an hour passes just like that. Ain’t no sun today, just grey skies and the nagging feeling that life was meant for other people. Dust swirls around her feet, and as she stands there with both hands plunged into her pockets, she can’t quite decide if it’s a thing of… Read more
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There be lightning outside, and a growl of thunder followed by a mouthful of semi-expensive white wine. The one with the image of the devil on the label. Streets illuminate, and for a second, night becomes day. Among the trees, the eyes of the animals can be seen, only to quietly recede. The TV throws… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: The star quarterback is now selling shitty insurance to his loyal subjects. He’ll tell you, “You can lose anything in the world and we’ll give you something we think is equal in worth. If you’re a good person you’ll lose everything really quickly. Then you’ll really rack up the… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 