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.

Where Were You?

Posted on July 4, 2014 by Catastrophe Jones

Where were you this time where were you when I was on fire and climbing for the sun? Where were you when I was everything that shattered, everything brittle, everything gone? What I want more than anything is to take … Continue reading →

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Countdown

Posted on July 3, 2014 by Catastrophe Jones

What if it isn’t really her? It doesn’t matter. What if it isn’t really him? It doesn’t matter, she tells herself. It never matters. It’s never mattered. It is him. She can feel it. Five… I don’t know if you … Continue reading →

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SEARCHES THAT APPARENTLY SOMEHOW LEAD YOU TO THIS SITE:

Posted on July 2, 2014 by Catastrophe Jones

WORLDFUCK 2014 THAT IS ALL.

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Hear Me

Posted on July 2, 2014 by Catastrophe Jones

She bumps into a passer by, long fingers grabbing a wallet. It happens eight more times before she feels like she’s got enough cash to fund food. Dumpster diving often finds a rather startling amount of good eats, but she’s … Continue reading →

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The Music Box

Posted on July 1, 2014 by Catastrophe Jones

Everything was pain. (Before the black night moves again) She knew that, now. Everything was pain, and it had been pain, and it was going to be pain, forever and ever, amen. She could not see him, anymore; her eyes … Continue reading →

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