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.

All The Same

You didn’t stay the night. (I wanted you to.) All of the aching I have known in the hours, years, centuries I have known you, has been born of those singular desires we’ve been taught we aren’t allowed to have. … Continue reading

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A Story About Fishes, part 2

[part one] “You!” said Tiri, looking for the voice. “You’re a fish!” “That I am,” said the fish. “You are not.” “No, I’m Tiri,” said Tiri. “Not a fish at all.” “But you are in my waters, Tiri-Not-A-Fish-At-All.” “It’s just … Continue reading

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Do you think you are untouchable? Nightly we plan the ways to unravel your skin dismantle the bones of your power and spill the blood of your oppression from the broken statue of your chest Nightly Nightly we weave and … Continue reading

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I walked through the falling leaves and tasted the crisp fog and the maple air I ran my fingers over frost stone over spider rope over field lace and sky I did not miss you. I twisted braids of dough … Continue reading

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She is Drowning

She is drowning (I said) The water closing over her head over her fingertips She is drowning (I said) but the words were lost in the water She was me (I said) No tags for this post.

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