You Me I She Her Him-S. K. Nicholas/A Journal for Damned Lovers

S. K. Nicholas


Another morning, another hangover followed by fried food and cups of tea and books and writing and editing and the promise of a glimpse into another world that continually evades mygrasp. Stood in the garden, I close my eyes and listen. I’m not sure what I hear, but it sounds fantastic, enough to make me feel alive, at least. Meditating with the sun on my face, soon after comes a cigarette which is followed by more writing and editing and searching and seeking until my eyes ache and my brain refuses to meet me half way. To freshen up and recharge comes a walk through trees in a landscape far removed from the hustle and bustle of the useless towns and cities that offer not much of anything at all. The distance between me and others is enough to make me hard, but don’t worry, nothing sordid happens. Not this…

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