Prose
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The hidden depths. The ways of your desire. Perched on the edge of the bed, there is no line between where I end and you begin. Only I never end, not really. I am Abstract Daddy, a dream upon waking that never leaves you. There is no substance to what I am. I’m void of… Read more
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My mind is a whirlpool of autumn eyes and half-remembered dreams. Dancing within, she torments me without even trying. The beautiful one, the one who’s struck me dumb with love. There are so many words I could use to describe her, but none could ever do her justice. In the future, when we’re floating somewhere… Read more
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Let me take you by the hand, and show you the horrors of what will be. Let me peel open my skull, and let the flashing lights blind you with abandon. My hands around your heart, I can feel the trembling waves of guilt that overcome you. The linguistics of my madness blossoming in your… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 