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.

Brevity

I am the last of my kind: those who love you.

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I want to love you

I want to love you as gold must surely love electrons coursing through its trembling, empty space, as stardust must love the atmosphere which burns it to nothing, as water must love the desert that swallows it whole.

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Pierce

Pin me like a butterfly; spread my wings on velvet and stab me while I’m still moving, still thinking that I am flying. Pierce my heart and label all the pertinent bits of me so everyone will know what picture-perfect … Continue reading

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Paid For

It was three days later, while Xand was tending to and being tended by the gaunt, pale, exhausted Master Tynan, that a courier from Master Jack arrived. An armed courier. The man said to Tynan, “My Master insists on another … Continue reading

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Give Me Strength

“You misunderstand,” the redhead girl tells him, but he is not listening, especially because no one in the world, in their right mind, would ever tell the Emperor that he was mistaken, that he was about to do something that … Continue reading

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