Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Anxiety

  • All of My Yeahs

      I bite your lips, and I sing your songs, and when the moment feels just right, I give you all of my yeahs. Is it a nice gesture, or am I being seedy? Is this a storm or is it just one of those things? Did we meet by chance and there’s nothing more… Read more

  • The Galaxy Song

    My fingernail tastes like nectar as I sink my teeth into it. The air is a furnace with fumes that feel both drowsy and dreadful. This summer trance is an eternal one, without a saving grace. My room is like a cubicle of sultry fantasies. In my head, I rule the world. I control their […]… Read more

  • Just Like You Imagined

      There’s thunder and now rain. In your ear, I whisper it so it sounds like the distant hum of the sea. There’s lightning, too. It flashes and illuminates the town when it should be sleeping. When I was a kid, they told me it was the man in the moon moving his furniture around.… Read more

  • Deviations

      Crumpled pieces of paper with your name written on them and sketches of your half-smile that fill up several notepads I keep under my bed in a suitcase. Don’t get any ideas about reading them, there’s a lock on the thing, and the key is well hidden, much like my feelings regarding you in… Read more

  • Us – S.K. Nicholas

    My latest contribution to The Sudden Denouement Literary Collective. There’s junk food in my belly and a book on Ian Brady in my hand. Blinking my eyes, the pages are stained with sweat and splashed with spit. Remember when I would take you from behind and how I’d lean over and tell you to turn… Read more

  • Freedom Fin – Daffniblog

    At our neighborhood beach, I wear the green dress that has buttons from top to bottom. It flows in the breeze and has two strings that make it fit just right on the waist. Sitting at the edge we talk about our dreams and remember how nervous we were when we first met. The gnats […]… Read more

  • Moonchild

      Go for a drive someplace where you’re not known, like the lonely roads you haven’t seen since the years of your youth. From afar, the reservoir glistens like a dream, as do the canals and windows of all those buildings that are slowly sinking into the ground inch by inch, year after year. The… Read more

  • Saturday Night

      There’s the smoke of my cigarette, and the image of your widening smile as my hands unbutton your shirt. There’s the smell of my boozy breath and the glisten of your lips as my fingers fiddle and play until you’re right where I want you. There are the memories of several hundred nights where I… Read more

  • Climbing Up the Walls

      Through the woods and through the seas, I walked and swam lost to the world and everyone in it, and then there came a day when I put pen to paper, and lost I was no more. There was a time when I kept myself locked up and boarded shut, but the more I… Read more

  • One and The Same

      There are certain ‘happenings’ that have kept with me after all these years. Certain feelings and attachments to past events I play over in my head time and time again. I eat those days, and they have become me without anyone ever knowing, such is the richness of my fantasy life and the need… Read more