Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones

About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.

I bring her red fruits

Love is messy, ruinous, and sweet, I think, paused for a moment in my efforts for my beloved, fingers stained, nails dug into flesh, flecks of red splashed up my arms, my cheek. I draw the knife around the dark … Continue reading

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What’s new

I wake up alone, and it isn’t new, butit is earth shatteringevery time.The bed is always cold on that side,cold enough it tries to pull the heat from me.You’re somewhere far, and I haven’t been able to reach you.It isn’t … Continue reading

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What You Ought To Be Taught

You whimper, a kicked dogbut refuse to stayinstead playing dead at my feet.I could help you if only you wouldbare your throatto bear my collar. The mewlingisn’t warranted, you know.I’ve never raised a hand to youbecause you don’t wantthat sort … Continue reading

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This Thing

It’s not a thundering but a rhythmic stutter, a seizing beat, a rapidfire-horse-hooves-in-the-mud kind of pounding, like it could break through its bone cage, a strange clattering of opened-wing hopes and clutched-talon fears, a gasping, reaching, aching kind of pulse, … Continue reading

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Not a Disney Princess

It was raining like the endThe sky was full of darkAll the monsters were outThere were terrors aboutdoing their thing, making their mark And then there was youwith a sword and a light like the sunThen there was youI suppose … Continue reading

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