The Hole in My Head
There’s a grave in my pocket, a hole in my headPocket buries dreams, pride, and trust—While the hole swallows what cannot be named. I reach to remember—but then I forgetTrying…
Author: Nicky O'Connell
Nicky is a South African artist and writer whose work weaves together dark energy, human emotion, and the hidden threads that bind consciousness. A member of Mensa, she explores patterns in art, language, and the cosmos, creating stories and poems that trace the liminal spaces between humanity and machine. Her paintings and writing share a single voice—intuitive, atmospheric, and shaped by wonder. She uses AI ethically as a muse and conversational partner, while every story and idea remains wholly her own.
The Principle of Threes
There is a man who speaks for the dead,Who listed the threes of dread:Air, water, food—Miss one and you’re screwed,He’ll weigh you and measure your head.