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Woke up drunk and needing the toilet, so I pissed in an empty wine bottle as I didn’t have the energy to make it to the bathroom. Holding the golden fluid before me like it was some archaeological find reminiscent of that scene in Indiana Jones, I popped the bottle on the windowsill where it… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Grunge webbed ceilings lunged lowly atop the impure pagan elegance of lifestyle. A tinfoil taped kitchen window peered only in gold. Unfurled garbage trashed the strewn linoleum. Ruptured pipes bled from the wooden walls. A plate of cigarette ashes censored the blushed areola of paper girls, crinkled, rolled and… Read more
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A mouthful of wine. And another. A few shots, and just like that, she spreads herself and I’m floating somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean. Her fingers, they taste of Battenberg cake. My tongue. It searches and searches, and when she arches her hips just right, the answers are right there, explicit. Illicit. Juicy like fruit.… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: “Sudden Denouement’s Anthology exposes and breaks many of the taboos of being truly and unashamedly human, giving us permission to look at and embrace them in the moment of reading. I was allowed a glimpse into the writers’ souls; comprehending their words was an exercise in the development of… Read more
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In a pet store off the beaten track, I catch my breath and take in the shade. Frogs are popping on the sidewalk, their manky guts plastered all over my scuffed shoes. Dizzy and drunk, some young sort eating an ice cream gave me the eye, and as I gazed at her mouth, she purposefully… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Greedily this heart reaches and none may sway its purpose in pieces, or complete a want becoming need will sustain until the night feeds burning hunger, churning thunder, turning and tearing asunder what God has gifted Pointed looks and double-entendre hang heavily over the top of eyes too honest,… Read more
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She dissolves in the steam. Her bones, they be clean so clean, and when she touch them, she get this finger of white heat at the base of her spine that sets her teeth on edge. Beneath the water, worlds come and go. Lovers flow and swirl down the plughole, and when she scrub her… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Doubled over curled up drained down to my secret nerves I grope for whatever Just need to close this window the wind must never see me cuddle dust bunnies Under the bed I’m an old diary the wind must never read me (even rats are ashamed to be… Read more
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As I’m lying there in the park looking up at a glorious sun, she’s running herself a bath. Each action is clumsy and childlike from the Vodka she’s been knocking back, and although she doesn’t feel happy she giggles to herself all the same, quite unsure as to the reasons why. Swaying there watching the… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 