Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

  • Night Swimming

    We could go night swimming, and I could hold you in my arms and together we’d sink beneath the surface, and such a thing would make us feel as natural as we could ever wish. We could be cinnamon lovers skirting the edges of time or arguing lovers outside fast food joints saying words each hope… Read more

  • Moving Through Time

    There’s electricity in the way we touch. Not the kind they write about in poems. No, the electricity we share is perverse and sadistic. It’s the sort that fries small children who wander onto train tracks in search of adventure. The kinda shit that electrocutes racoons and drunkards that climb power masts in an attempt… Read more

  • Infantile

      The clock strikes twelve and daylight greets a splintered mind that should know better. Bodies flicker in and out of existence, and as a cup of tea takes the sting out of what’s become a habit I can’t seem to shift, the words of a girl who used to be a lover ring in… Read more

  • YouTube: Spiders/Fear of Flying/Beards/Jesus/Stuff/ Swimming

        Made a video. A video of digressions. From a fear of spiders and flying, to visits to childhood swimming pools and the place where Jesus was born. There’s also talk about unrequited love, being rubbish with women, and my lacklustre beard and the subsequent rage it’s instilled in me. I sniff a new book… Read more

  • Sudden Denouement Publishing Presents Nicole Lyons’ New Book: I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl

    Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Sudden Denouement Publishing Presents: Nicole Lyons’ New Book –I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl is available now via Amazon.  [I am honored to be part of bringing to the world a new collection of the exquisite poetry of Nicole Lyons.  I have discovered so many… Read more

  • Cemented Shoes

      Gravestones and shaking hands and the music of ages that kiss your lips as you stand there waiting for the taxi to take you away from the stench of disinfectant and decay. Illness and stranded lives and neglected dogs hiding in a block of deserted garages overgrown with weeds and stained with ancient oil… Read more

  • Murk Girl

      Cracked skin around your fingers that bleed and bleed until you suck each one like a toddler. It’s too cold. It always is in this country, but there’s no point in moaning so you keep on sucking and wincing because if you moan, you’ll end up as dead as the rest. The rings around… Read more

  • Chicken Dinner – Nicole Lyons

    Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: We crossed that bridge the second you came upon it, beach blankets soaked and the lovers’ notes carved a generation before us had seemed entirely too heavy until that night when I sat down to undercooked chicken and overcooked rice served with an unconditional side of love. And I… Read more

  • Umbral Nimbus – Max Meuiner

    Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Umbral Nimbus- Max Meuiner the preference is to not partake thus, do parts persist with aching much akin to skin forsaken and inference of its open ends through foregone hope denied amend that only cloaks a wartime pretense in pensive pantomime suspending flush with fiery flashes spurring tear-soaked soft… Read more

  • Night Cafe

      Beer collects on the hairs of my upper lip, and so I stick out my tongue and suck the beads down as a treat. Feeling giddy, I picture her in the nude and in particular, the shape of her breasts and the touch of her nipples upon the tips of my itchy fingers. Those… Read more