Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

  • Another Ghost

    It could be the last night on earth, or maybe it’s just another argument that ends with her sleeping in the spare bedroom. She was angered by my apparent lack of regard concerning her outbreak of spots. When I got up to close the window because a spider had just scuttled in, she kept asking… Read more

  • If This Is a Man

      They asked me what I would do if I didn’t have my writing. Um, probably stay in bed all day crying I guess because everything hurts and yet at the same time I feel completely numb. Maybe you should see a doctor? They might be able to give you something. I’ve been to doctors and they gave… Read more

  • Primal

      As I’m trying to write, she removes the laptop from my hands and slides down my trousers and pants. At first, I’m annoyed, and so is she because not much is going on but then I keep looking at her breasts and even though I don’t want to I can’t help it. Trying to… Read more

  • Black Friday 

      Each empty bottle of beer that sits on your desk is an empty dream that has since popped inside your black’d out head. Each needle that digs deep into the veins of those waiting for you on the streets outside sings your name in a way you wish it wouldn’t. If a star is… Read more

  • Falling Through the Ice

      With every word that’s written comes the deconstruction of the man you used to know. With every expression comes a changing that breaks down barricades. See them crumble- see them collapse- then breathe in the dust until you choke like I have choked so many times down so many years that have now lost… Read more

  • The Best of Me

      You must know by now that I’m an avid fan. You must feel it in your bones that my idea of love is not like any other love. The dreams people dream- how boring they seem compared to what we keep within our shattered heads. But just because they’re shattered doesn’t mean they’re broken. Our… Read more

  • Women

      Remember the time you were in love with two women? One you slept and planned a future with while the other was the only one who ever got beneath your skin? With one, you experienced a sense of peace and tranquillity, the other a sense of conflict and rage. It didn’t end well with… Read more

  • Dirty Trip

      Small mouth. Brunette. Empty bottles of vodka with Vicodin tablets spread like sweeties on the bedside table as beads of sweat cling to every inch of what she is. Watching old pornos, I place my fingers inside her mouth and rub my cock against her belly. I tell her I’m going to come, but she… Read more

  • The Way Out Is Through

      The rain falls as do the bodies in faraway lands and as my heart sinks and the mist that escapes my mouth hangs in the air like a ghost, the book with my poems in slips from my fingers to the ground and lands in a puddle. With the pages soaked and the words dissolving,… Read more

  • Cocoon

      In fresh snow, there are two beer cans planted like flags in some unknown country of the night. The snow is as soft as her flesh- the flesh of her belly in particular. There was a man who once stole her dreams. Not really a man, more an entity with no features. He took… Read more