Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Sex

  • The Way You Hush

    It’s all for you, one way or the other. These words that bubble inside drenched in your scent and so heavy to touch. Underneath your clothes, they pick like fingers at the new horizon. Neon witches drifting in and out of shadow, the time is never right, yet there’s no excuse for calling it quits.… Read more

  • Exorcyst Girl

      Dead wombs and anti-matter. Brushing teeth to remove nicotine stains as my fingernails itch through nervous exhaustion- the pain in my gut is there for all to see. Exorcyst girl with bloodied hands gripping the steering wheel. Crashing cars and prophecies of the Bible, they burn in my loins with an equal measure of… Read more

  • Shifting

      As you roll with one eye on the uncrossing of her legs, my zygomatic arch throbs as if touched for the very first time. Leaves of rain lodged in the back of your throat, you light a cigarette as the hand of god traces your love upon the flesh of her belly. Lonely nights… Read more

  • Same Old Malaise

      It’s in the way you get laid complaining that others don’t treat you like a woman. That they use you as an object, like a machine, ready and willing at the drop of a hat to fulfil their every need. Just a phone call away, and you’re theirs to do with as they please.… Read more

  • She’s In And Within

      Sleeping against the world, I open my eyes and feel her close by. Sat on the bedroom floor putting on her make-up, she’s smiling while bathed in morning sunlight. It’s the kind that looks so joyful yet forces you to curl up beneath the sheets for warmth. Looking up at me as I watch, I… Read more

  • New York Kiss

      The touch of sugar on your lips. The early days of love in the dying nights of winter. The girl of your dreams, clinging onto hardened bones so tight you can’t sleep. Hand jobs and bite marks. Open mouths and falling snow. There’s a song that plays as you pull back the covers while… Read more

  • The Shrinking Man

      There’s not much flowing through these veins tonight. There’s an absence of colour in my cheeks that reflect the missing pieces of a puzzle. The need for magic is strong, yet it hides away in the shadows. Away from my grasp, it leaves me feeling cold like the streets that worm their way around… Read more

  • Into the Night

      It feels as if our love can never be, then one moment in a sea of missed opportunities, I look up at the sky and realise. I realise how long I’ll be dead for when the air in my lungs runs dry. When I’m gone, it’ll be forever, and forever is too long to… Read more

  • Threads

    War will bring us together, just like dead leaves that fall in the wind. Babies as the bombs drop, and the taste of fine wine whilst the destruction of life flickers in the background. Closer through chemistry. Mouthing prayers whilst turning down one darkened street after the other, you cry yourself to sleep but it’s… Read more

  • Bodies And Rain

    Snuffed out by her inner demons. Don’t speak to me about forests and sands, for they interest me very little, except for when they wash upon the shores of her inner thigh that is. It’s a natural thing, some kind of sexual turn on maybe. The way everything glistens beneath the moon. The way thunder rolls over… Read more