Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Poetry

  • People Fall

    people fall all the time they break down without even knowing they succumb, even when there’s nothing to fear they lose themselves to what isn’t even there these ghosts, they haunt and they taunt for no reason sometimes, all you can do is try to be strong even when you feel so weak inside people… Read more

  • We Are The Dead

    Under a spreading chestnut tree, I saw you, and you saw me. It’s raining. Sometimes snowing. These days, they sway like dying trees. Love in the burning embers of a fire. Emotion, so warm against pale skin. The air smells of insects. It tastes of leaves and dying dreams. The fall of another year, but… Read more

  • Tsunami

    if it persists that forgiveness is the summer of our hearts then we must resist no longer I want to save the world but first I must save myself so much hate so much fury in this weary heart but love always prevails even in the midst of a great depression I want to save… Read more

  • Sleepflower

    oh these days in hell I can’t seem to find myself wasting away the hours left cold and alone with only dust to keep me company stay in bed stay safe from anything that hurts and everything hurts between the sheets there’s only faith when love and flesh fade these ideas will last forever so… Read more

  • Big Fish

    Figures dissolving. Landscape blinking through neon eyes. All those lovers, throwing themselves into the night. Those mad, troubled seers of visions, always reaching for something more. What disturbed minds they must have, for wanting to cling to the belief that life is more than just a series of achievements. Events to be photographed. Steps climbed… Read more

  • Hell

    pain and mutilation suffering so serene detest insects bleached skin and empty insides stain’d fuck’d howl’d with every passing second in every possible way we obliterate everything we are we doom ourselves to nothingness without so much as a thought as to what happens next Read more

  • To Repel Ghosts

    These English days. Gravestones and poets, arm in arm and wishing to be left alone. Friends beyond words. A sadness in the air that brings comfort. A natural melancholy wrapped around flesh and stone. The trees speak of time. They whisper of things amiss. Animals and children, the innocents who need protecting. Monstrous humans, more… Read more

  • My Epicenter

    Rocking back and forth, the hours tick away. Earth child, so sad and in need of comfort. We all fall down. We all break apart regardless of who, or what, we are. Flickering light of a candle, casting patterns on pale skin. Headaches cutting through mushy brain cells. Balls full of spunk, bursting at the… Read more

  • Come Sail Away

    The still point of the turning world. Don’t talk about the weather, talk about love instead. Run fingers through auburn hair, and fall through the floor. Heartbeats echo. They spin without reason. Footsteps in the sand. Melting hands upon hips so soft. Stars and cosmic rays, colliding like cars on the freeway. Music makes us… Read more

  • Lover

    swallow a mouthful of wine swallow a mouthful of me watch the smoke from my mouth dance across your body watch these hands do what they want girl afraid just wishing to be touched to be loved like only a lover should so come on over come make us one with madness let’s find a… Read more