This piece was originally published on Feminine Collective I still remember the way adrenaline burned when my pulse raced to sync with the others, between flashes of light, and the gulp of yours. I still remember the way deviance danced in my veins when my pulse raced to sync with the others, between stops, and licking … Continue reading Between Flashes
Tell me about the lovers you found first; the ones you came upon ferociously at night.
How recklessly we turn from strangers to lovers, and blindly back to nothing. © Nicole Lyons 2017
I will not tread lightly. I want you to know, by the quake in your bones and the falter of your step, that I was here before you, and I fought valiantly. © Nicole Lyons 2017
I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now is my lines. © Nicole Lyons 2017
For Fiona, and every other guardian of nothing. Nothing Will Change The World You told us to stop writing and start doing because our words mean nothing, our voices mean nothing, and nothing we say will change the world. Nothing will convince the sun that she should set on golden shoulders and rise falling over … Continue reading Nothing Will Change The World
Did you know that we could see you; and the glorious rage you try to hide? The violent shades of you peppered into pleasantries that you don’t really mean, we see it, and we love it. Don’t you dare be ashamed of your fire; it is the blaze that fuels us all. Rage, you tiny … Continue reading Rage, You Tiny Beast
My body has been used; tossed to the ground to wipe away indiscretions, and the grinding filth of lying whores. My heart has been starved; cupped in sweaty palms to ease burdens, and the murky hypocrisy of righteous men. My spirit has been wrung; pulled inside of fists to stretch truths, and the sour … Continue reading I Once Was New
HUSH written by Nicole Lyons, is a searing collection of poems that takes the reader on an emotional ride, through the tunnel of mental illness and reckless love. Nicole Lyons’ voice undulates from pain to ecstasy, at breakneck speed. Erotic, soulful and authentic, Nicole has written a raw memoir encapsulated in poems. Stepping off the … Continue reading HUSH – a synopsis of my first book.
Fear no longer sits with melancholy; it dances wildly, trumpeting its arrival upon the departure of sadness. There was security in despair, as if depression was some sort of cloak of invisibility, and wrapping myself in it ensured my quiet observation of the world. Fear has stripped me of my cloak to parade me naked … Continue reading In the absence of melancholy