Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

DamnedLovers

  • Spiritual Womb

    With Herbie sitting in the palm of her open hand, X spun in circles and the world spun with her, as did the stars and the planets and all the moons, for she was the centre of all things, just as she always had been. With his little paws raised high to the sun, Herbie called… Read more

  • The World Spun

    With her name escaping my lips, I opened my eyes to view a sky that knew only the meaning of beginning. It bore the face of God, and the face of God was just like my own. Not as ginger, mind you, but similar. Getting to my feet, I raised my hands as high as… Read more

  • Warm Air and a Sneeze

    Before she opened her eyes, she felt the hot kiss of the sun on her face and the mild sting of burning flesh on her bare arms and legs. There was birdsong too, and a gentle breeze that tickled her the same as the blades of grass that swayed this way and that around her… Read more

  • Before she crossed over, X was in synch with all things to such an extent that the strange and spirited girl we have grown to know and love vanished in the blink of an eye. Little Herbie, too. There was a time when to disappear was what she craved more than anything, but this was… Read more

  • 80’s Beat

    On her tail as she fizzed and sparked came the distant call of windchimes, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until the way station delivered me to the place which I belonged to above all other places. Years had passed. So many calendar days peeled away since I’d last gazed into those tricky brown… Read more

  • Invisible Tongue

    X kicked her spectral feet, and so did little Herbie, and as the two of them swam in a moment that had no beginning nor end, she felt him so intensely. He was in every atom, and although she couldn’t make him out among the many orbs that twinkled and shone, she knew he had… Read more

  • Gulp

    Closer. And then closer still. The music was almost too much for me to bear. The music of her as she zipped about, and the delirious hum of all those moments that were alive not only within me but in the buzzing light of the orbs by my side. It seemed to me that this… Read more

  • Antics

    I swam as free as a dolphin, or perhaps it was a sperm. This was my rebirth after all, and it seemed apt that I should again resemble what I had once been. In an eternal sea of possibility, it was as clear as the light guiding me that the way was not to be… Read more

  • Spectral Guts

    In one breath I was floating with a billion stars, and then I saw they weren’t stars at all but glowing, pulsating orbs. Watching as they moved as if at random, I felt myself fading away only to be reborn, for where there had once been human flesh and the orange glow of fox fur,… Read more

  • Zipping this way and that, Herbie reached out his tiny paws to touch one of the many orbs, and upon doing so saw that the flesh and fur of his arms had begun to painlessly disappear. There was mild panic, especially when he noticed X’s feathers were shimmering out of existence too, yet as the… Read more