Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones
You are the only one
I’m not trying to prove something to you. All I want is to know you aren’t going to walk away. Reckless and on fire. Both of us. You’re arrogant and wearing the widest, whitest wings, and you are the only … Continue reading
The Final Tear
“So help me–” he began, his voice cutting through the dim, rancid air that seems to have settled. He spoke, and her heart stuttered. Oh, the world stuttered. (Lavender’s blue, dilly dilly–) A flutter of fire, a fractaling explosion of … Continue reading
I Am Yours
I believe I am yours in a way more than breath and blood. I am yours as the leaf belongs to the sun. The warmth of you opens me, and I sway in the wind, the song of my trembling … Continue reading
Independence Day
Doesn’t mean that much to you on the surface, I know, but I’ll bet there’s nothing you love more than using your finger to set off sparklers, to delight them, watching the looks in their eyes that mirror your own.
Touch
I haven’t been touched in eons. I haven’t held your hand in mine for a thousand thousand years. Your eyes haven’t been on me and it’s left me in the dark. I’ve been all alone for epochs. I am aching … Continue reading