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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: ? The cornfield waves and shimmers before us. I have you on my shoulders and we’re having our Woodstock moment, wooping and crying, high and mighty. The angel dust kicked in over an hour ago and my skin still feels electric, sweat turning to pebbles and rolling off my… Read more
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These streets I’ve known my entire life. I’m a stranger to them, and they’re strange to me. The same buildings from my childhood look back at me as I pass them by, and yet no words are exchanged. They knocked down my old school some years ago. And my old college, too. Their latest incarnations… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Yeah gone lick her neck an’ when she roll about the bed I take her little fingers an’ slid em in my mouth an’ when she smile showing dem milky teeth I touch her face letting her know she be mine an’ me be hers an’ there’s this music… Read more
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I hack up a mouthful of phlegm and lob it into the toilet where it sticks against the porcelain for a bit before sliding down to meet the pissy water and sinking out of sight. When it does, I scratch my arse and move to the kitchen. Got a bad stomach. Got a bad everything.… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: I’ve been reflecting on my place in the universe, a sense of worth from all these travels. I’ve been resenting the berths between us, the mirth of mania so eagerly unraveled, yet never malleable enough to close the gap. I’ve been obsessing over how to make this last, doing… Read more
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She got a subtle sense of beauty. More than flesh. More than skin. Something within, but fuck if I know how to describe it. It’s tricky, don’t you think? Skin. The elasticky stuff. It turns you on and yet it’s everywhere. It’s like finger food, and finger food is just so, y’know, meh. But a… Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Come Come and lead Me on Past the sallow With leaden eyes, Leaden cheeks And leaden mouths Heaving leaden words At our backs beneath Leaden skies Come, come and find me Down in the gutter With the elixir still heavy On my ragged breath Call me to the gathering… Read more
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She clutch her belly and complain she got the ache and nothing can be done about it. No, nothing at all. Shaking her head, she goes limp and closes her eyes pretending to faint. A few seconds pass. Slowly opening one eye, she looks at me then shuts it again. Taking off my shirt, I… 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? Kindra M. Austin. Previously, I wrote under Pammy Pamtastico! I think of Pammy often.… Read more
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Originally posted on jimmi campkin: Flashback One I straddle the dead log, keeping my dress down towards my knees and my spirits up. He flicks his cigarette lighter endlessly, over and over again. The Marlboro remains in his mouth, unlit, as he stares into the floor. I realise how little he looks like James Dean. … Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 