Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Sex

  • Wish Me In You

      Let me take off your clothes. Let me strip you clean, of all those useless barriers. Let me see you for what you really are. To demean is out of the question, I just wanna taste beauty. To slip inside of you, and feel some sense of worth. To belong. Nude truth, beneath the… Read more

  • Waste And Perfection

    Wash beneath your foreskin. Be concerned by cancerous moles. Check for lumps. Hold your balls, and search for the end. Get fucked up. Fuck, like there’s no tomorrow. Drop acid. Drink until your insides bleed. Smoke until your lungs burn black. A vision of the future- an old man dying, pacing the hospital floor. Heaven… Read more

  • Choke

    lucid and betrayed  crack’d like skulls and  stain’d into what we are  only human  a version of reason  averted from unseeing eyes  don’t choke on regret  just surf wave after wave  and  never forget that there’s nothing more  nothing more than this  Read more

  • Be Natural

        There’s no such thing, as a broken machine. No dead ends, only visions of possibility. Try again, and make it better next time. Learn. Experience. Walk a path, and realise that it’s not about the destination, but about the journey. Ignore deadened souls. Go to those who have something magical about them. Some… Read more

  • The Way We Merge

    Something stirs within me. A yearning to taste. To be a man again. These hands of mine, they grow restless at the thought of all they could be exploring. A body ripe with magic, mine to discover and seduce. Tender, milky flesh. Breasts so juicy. Hips the shape of my hands. We are war. Soft… Read more

  • Look Inside Your Chest

    There’s no way of knowing where the days escape to. There’s no way of finding out, just what’s around the corner. Mysteries. Life and death, dancing arm in arm. A mosaic of dreams. Organic shells filled with sensation. Bearded man. Searching for something more. Lonely plague lover, wanting to see what lies behind those hidden… Read more

  • Sson

    seasons spent alone wide open holes and danger zones Read more

  • Wrapped Up In You

    There’s a place where lovers go. Dreamers and monsters too. There’s a state of mind that brings nothing but bliss. Escapism. Truth and stars. A vision of perfection. The maze of flesh and brains temporarily subdued, all rules are betrayed. An intake of breath, and a cry of delight. Toes curled; fingers bit by teeth… Read more

  • Blink Twice To Say Yes

    Amidst the passing of seasons, there’s a gentle tune that always reminds me of you. We are war, inside and out. Bloodshed and memory. Religion. An absence of faith. Loneliness, and time out of hand. Victims thrown into a river. Lined up, and shot like cattle. All those carcasses, left to rot beneath a burning… Read more

  • Remnants

    She’s just like her mum, and he’s just like his dad. Forever feeling sorry for themselves, repeated day after day. She’s her own worst enemy, always creating trauma, when there’s simply no need. He could be happy, but he craves despair and melancholy. She’s only happy when she’s sad. Seeking oblivion through the embrace of… Read more