Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Death

  • From Safety To Where

      It rained all day, and I woke with a hangover while trying to decipher some dream involving an ex-lover- though the visions had faded before I got the chance to figure out what they meant. Bedsheets kept me safe. They wrapped me in warmth like the embrace of my grandmother all those years ago. A Read more

  • One Of Your Own

    Godless like a blowjob on the outskirts of a dirty town. Smeared mirrors on stained walls. A father kills his daughter. Breaks her teeth then tries to glue them back in. Throttled and betrayed. Purchased like cattle, and then slaughtered through ugliness. We the people, so dirty on the inside. Dress it up the best Read more

  • What’s Going On

    She bleeds in her broken heart. She feels the hand of death between her tender legs with the ticking of every clock. Imploding with each breath, she clutches the ghost of her ex lover whilst trying so hard not to drown. All those ships sinking at sea. All those hands reaching up through the waves Read more

  • Come Down

    The guy at the gas station hasn’t seen me in a week. He doesn’t know I’ve been on holiday. I didn’t tell him, and he doesn’t ask, but something in our mutual gaze explains it all. He leans on the counter watching the traffic as I enter. He’s bored, and with a not so intelligent Read more

  • Life

    They diagnosed my father with cancer today. He told me calmly. His voice strong, his body a little weaker than it had been a few months ago. It’s in his mouth, a tumour he at first thought was an ulcer. It hasn’t spread, but it’s there. That’s what forty cigarettes a day for three decades Read more

  • Dirty Heart

      The future is an open wound. It’s a wasp crawling up your arm on a warm summers day. In fields of golden corn and sunflowers, she evades my gaze yet her body itches for my touch. The absent lover, always creeping in the shadows. Dormant for so long, it’s so easy to be passive, Read more

  • Dead Kings of Nowhere

    These solemn days of digging holes in the dirt and sleeping through fear of the future. Was supposed to write after work, but after eating, I fell asleep while listening to the sound of rain. It poured for hours. There was no end to it, even long after I had closed my eyes. Dreams never Read more

  • Truth and Delusion

    Open the window and call to her from across the sky. Scratch your arms with glass out of respect for the faithful departed. Bow down and be free. Fearful of death, fearful of everything. Sex brings escape, but only to a darkness the likes of which will embrace me forever once I breathe my last. Read more

  • Always Dragging You Down

    It just comes out all wrong. My love and fear in a raging maelstrom with no answers on either side of the thin line we call life. He knows that this could be it, yet neither of us have the words to express what it all means. Caged by death, we try so hard to Read more

  • Waltz

    A dove white dress. A body adorned with bees. Exotic like a photographer. So cute and abnormal as the lens replaces your doe-eyed smile. Such a tight body. Such delicate skin just waiting to be soiled at the hands of this joyful ol’ ruiner. The taste of your lips in the rain. The shape of Read more