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.

canto

It’s never trivial to offer comfort to the dead,to the one who shouldn’t stay but cannot leave.The rhythm of the singsong rhymes that lay them in their bedis the same one on your tongue that lets you grieve.

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un/make

when was it exactly that you lost the threaddropped a stitch or twocan you unravel it back to a timecan you find your place againtake it all apartrip the seamsremake the beginninghow do you pull at the hemsdecide to start … Continue reading

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He Wonders

He used to wonderif he would find someonewho would wade the river of his soulgrow tan in the sun of his loveallow him to want,recklessly and desperately,completelylet him take holdwith a desire so fierceit left an ache with every heartbeat,every … Continue reading

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Unapologetic

thing that grew shortly within me, parasite, unwanted that had no face, no limb, no heartbeat that would have breathed firston a day to remember, remember that might’ve been something beautifulpotential crushedwithout regret does not mean without thoughtwithout regret does … Continue reading

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Coming Undone and Becoming

I will grow. I am this thing that is still green. So many tell me I am done, fruited, blossom withered dropped and gone at best but I still feel I am a seed still feel the roil of potential, … Continue reading

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