Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Lazy

  • Days Of Calm

    Ink across the eyes, moving invisibly like ghosts. Woken by a car alarm, dreams of a sexual nature shattered making me bury my head beneath a pillow in despair. It was a good dream as well. So much flesh and desire. So much warmth, only to be lost so cruelly in an instant. Sunshine shining Read more

  • Sunday Afternoon

    Waking up in the afternoon, half the day has already been and gone. It’s warm, but there’s no sunshine. I dreamt of Jackson Pollock, and a taxi driver being shot whilst waiting at a set of traffic lights. His attacker was the passenger sat behind him. He shot him in the back of the head Read more

  • Joy

    downing a beer after tasting another slice of death results in a quickened heart and a shortness of breath as the sun shines through the elms across the road into my room making me smile with a sense of joy i shouldn’t be proud of yet it’s just so hard to resist at times and Read more

  • Low Life

    despite what they say there’s something so satisfying about being a bum smoking, drinking eying up women enjoying early morning shits and breathing in the stench that makes you feel like such a real man jacking off to cheap porn to the sight of dirty girls who’ll do anything, who’ll never say no and then Read more