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Don’t write these thoughts down on actual paper that much. Used to. Back when I was a younger man before the arrival of grey hairs and the stains on my teeth and the rings around my bleary eyes that keep growing no matter how much I wish they wouldn’t. It’s a Sunday. God’s day, or… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: The editors of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective know that our strength is our writers. We hope that you enjoy getting to know them through our new Writer Interview Series. What name do you write under? Nicole Lyons In what part of the world do you live? Beautiful British Columbia,… Read more
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Some guy on the sidewalk sweeps broken glass and another looks up at the sky with a look on his face suggesting he’s got no clue as to what’s going on at all. It’s the look I wear every day without fail. The shards of glass glisten and shimmer on the ground. The noise they… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: I wouldn’t have lusted for your limbs softened with iron syllables. I wouldn’t have lusted for your shiny dark eyes like the sea lit by two moons… We could wake up to what we were… You breathing the air of another planet… basking in an estranged sun… When winds herald… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: You are standing in a meadow, it is lush green, the kind people talk about from the other side. Life swells in pockets; a city of daisies, a bumblebee filling it’s knees, tall tulips swaying in the breeze, a buried village in the undergrowth ants, woodlice and centipedes. Sunshine… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: How much power do you need, to take from us? Have we not heard already years, half asleep, just awake, degraded humanity, to hear? Enough perhaps, to hear the obvious, our arms swirling. Perhaps a groaning, in another over-energetic cyclone. Be neither comforted nor distracted, by thoughts of summer,… Read more
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Dreams of doors, of outlines in the sand, and then I take her by the hand and tell her what’s to be seen, and what’s to be seen is what they won’t ever show us for fear of what we might do with the answers. There’s music by Tom Waits. Some creeping tune that leads… Read more
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The sky is a sea, or so she thinks. As for me, I’m inspecting the blood beneath my fingernails. It’s smeared across the keyboard of my laptop. Should clean it, but there’s an idea in me and I’m doing my best to squeeze it out like a turd that just won’t drop. Leaning back in… Read more
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Originally posted on Indie Blu(e) Publishing: Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective One of the first pieces I wrote for Sudden Denouement was called, “Writing isn’t Going to Save Me.” Over time I have changed my perspective on this; I realize that writing is absolutely necessary to my survival. It is what gets me… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: The editors of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective know that our strength is our writers. We hope that you enjoy getting to know them through our new Writer Interview Series. What name do you write under? Most of the time, my own. Past blogs have taken on a moniker that… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 