Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones
Scent and Memory
You smell like vanilla, mixed with lemon and lavender, pennies, and the ocean. Would that I could bottle it, and pour it out on my skin when I’m without you, so I could feel a little less alone.
The Autumn Queen No. 14 – Captured
This is #14 of The Autumn Queen. To start at the beginning, go here. PREVIOUS * * * So many things, all at once. My beating heart. My panting breath. Red shadows. A blinding light. Pain. Then, nothingness. I woke … Continue reading
Don't Get Me Anything
“Getting to be near that time again.” “And?” “Don’t get me anything–” “I wasn’t going to.” “–because it just makes it awkward when– “Seriously, wasn’t gonna.” “–you have something for me and I don’t–wait, what?” “We went over this last … Continue reading
Don’t Get Me Anything
“Getting to be near that time again.” “And?” “Don’t get me anything–” “I wasn’t going to.” “–because it just makes it awkward when– “Seriously, wasn’t gonna.” “–you have something for me and I don’t–wait, what?” “We went over this last … Continue reading
UnOrigami
She stretched, r e a c h i n g to claw one hand over her right shoulder, to try to rub out the knot that had tightened between her neck and shoulder blade. No matter how she tried to … Continue reading