Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones
His and Mine
I laid him to the table, my precious prince, and I kissed his copper eyes, and I let him sleep his final sleep, and I have not breathed a single moment since without feeling the loss of him, heavy and … Continue reading
More importantly…
I’m going to take a moment to spread not fiction, but hope. I have a small but wonderful group of readers, and if this somehow helps even one of you, it’ll have been more than worth it: A list of … Continue reading
Reach
Drowning. Going down. The last light in the top of the world going out. Reaching up, one hand, fingertips slipping below the surface. Away, away, remembering the taste of laughter.
I had forgotten
I had forgotten what it was like to fly, until your hands closed on my wrists. I had forgotten what it was like to breathe, until your mouth covered mine. I had forgotten what it was like to be so … Continue reading
Love in the 616
How much more blessed can I be than to have you always waking next to me, wings unfolding, sky unraveling, world un-done-coming, sweet kind of honey bliss untempered untouched by anything resembling time? In our next life, I’ll peel you … Continue reading