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These wide-open spaces, they make her feel alive and at one with all things, and yet she can’t quite shake the lingering hand of death. It trails her like the ghost of some family pet that hangs around not knowing it’s long since dead. Picking an ice-cream from a van parked by the side of… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: ? “One of the delights of this collection is the sheer diversity of voices, unconstrained, with differing syntax, forms, loss of form, deliberate omissions and styles, one moment you are reading a condensed prose-poem about the origin of life, the next a confessional bleeding rip from the heart about… Read more
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Her belly be bloated. Bloated like a pufferfish. She kicks her legs and growls at me. She hisses and calls me cruel. Calls me a beast. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I look up at the ceiling at the cracks. The cracks that spread in the hot weather like the feet of a… Read more
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I’m trudging through these fields behind my old house. A few dog walkers pass me by but other than their fleeting appearance, I’m pretty much left to my own devices. Felt a calling, you see. The animals and trees were speaking to me. They spoke my name in hushed tones that carried in the breeze,… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: The editors of Sudden Denouement are proud to announce the launch of a stand-alone site for Sudden Denouement Publishing. It is the place to get the latest news about upcoming books from Sudden Denouement Publishing (including our exciting Sudden Denouement Anthology!), check out currently available titles, read reviews of books published by… Read more
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These useless days, she skips through them like a tidal wave. Stripping chicken from bone not watching where she’s going, she bumbles down crowded streets on the verge of tripping over her feet, oblivious to the tiresome lives of others that play out around her. And yet she always has the good luck of not… Read more
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In a fast food joint downtown, she eyes up all the chicken being fried and grins like a naughty kid. Little pixie she is. Little greedy guts stood there counting the loose change in her purse telling herself she won’t get anything knowing full well she will. She’s got enough for a big portion, too,… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Free falling through the atmosphere Eyes squinting against the rushing air Tears trailing out behind Drop Zone obscured by clouds A dozen wallet size photos Slip free and flutter out of existence You only know what you left behind Surely must be worse Than where you are headed In… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: It’s my mind that kills me with red black weapon, moments and moments of death, in my ribcage, broken and violet often I am a dissolving piece of cracks and a faded memory. I count the moles of the dark anxiety cloying sickness of stinking stress, in the hollows… Read more
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Sat outside a little café off the beaten track, she’s reading an article on her phone about the sun. They say in ten billion years or so it’ll die a great death by becoming what’s known as a planetary nebula, and after expanding in size and destroying all of Earth and everything in between, all… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 