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.
I am the berry-red smear over your lips and between your legs. I am the salt musk behind your ear and between your legs. I am the defiance in her eyes. I am the acceptance in his heart. I am … Continue reading →
Posted in Poetry
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Tagged fucking, hate, hope, life, love, need, pieces, poem, poetry, sex, writing
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She’s on the slab when I walk in; they’re finishing the last of her. I watch them put the tiny french knots at her lips to hold the dimpled smile in place. I run my fingers through what is left … Continue reading →
Posted in Fiction, Flash
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Tagged cat, catastrophe, catastrophe jones, fiction, flash, flash fiction, grief, loss, love, memory, pieces, writing
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The rattle of her lungs made her rethink about picking herself up off the floor; she laid there, with her left cheek pressed to the cement, blinking slowly, trying to focus on the boots of the man who stood over … Continue reading →
Posted in Fiction, Flash
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Tagged blood, catastrophe, catastrophe jones, fiction, fight, flash, flash fiction, loss, love, memory, pieces, writing
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You will always be with me now. When I met you and your copper eyes, you were larger than life, your yowl as sharp as any siren’s song. Once heavy enough to rest warm in my arms, now you fit … Continue reading →
Posted in Poetry
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Tagged cat, grief, loss, love, misery, pat, patticus, pet, pets, poem, poetry, writing
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I’ve been without you for so long now, I’m starting to wonder if maybe all I did was dream you. Were you ever real? The scars I got while we were together — did they happen? Did you see me … Continue reading →
Posted in Fiction, Flash
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Tagged catastrophe, catastrophe jones, death, dying, fiction, flash, flash fiction, loss, love, memory, misery, pieces, writing
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