Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Lonely

  • Nights

    the lights outside flicker lonely souls circling sidewalks eyes down to the dirty, wasteful ground petrified. desolute. alone. a labyrinth surrounding suffocating, eternally the sky does not exist for them too high! too high! Read more

  • Elusive Like Ghosts

    On a friday night like this, there’s nothing you can think of doing. You could be anywhere in the world, sleeping with the most beautiful women imaginable. You could be in America, or maybe Venice. Smoking cigarettes and drinking champagne as the gondolas pass by your side. The bars alive with romantic souls, the air Read more

  • The Stains Of History

    Not sleeping, nor masturbating. No sex, and no drinking. These are the things I enjoy most. To not do them, makes me very dull. So instead, I run myself a bath and wait for the impending heat to warm my aching bones. Maybe I’ll read some Bukowski, or perhaps listen to a little music. Or Read more