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Know ( )self

Posted on July 18, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

Intangible thing, a belief in self — how is it that you cannot hold it, cannot wield it, cannot shield yourself with it? Because it cannot be grasped? But in the hands of another, it cuts deeply enough that you … Continue reading →

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White Noise

Posted on July 13, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

Rising sick a tide of anxious bees pollinating worry inside me like a field of roses surrounding the tower a buzzing reaching for the bottom of my tongue like it will not let me make words only a scream that’s … Continue reading →

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DeathWatch II No. 97 – I am proud of you, my only son.

Posted on May 15, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

This is Issue #97 of DeathWatch, Book II: tentatively called Heart Of Ilona, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find DeathWatch, the first in the series, or start from the beginning of Book II! Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * * … Continue reading →

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4 Responses to DeathWatch II No. 97 – I am proud of you, my only son.

  1. Emily says:
    May 16, 2018 at 11:38 am

    Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh been so long since I’ve readddd it. Now I gotta start from the beginning again so I get a fresh start.

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  2. Victori Rhode says:
    May 23, 2018 at 4:30 pm

    Whoo…. always chilling to read the thoughts of psychopaths; Exosus always makes my skin crawl. Poor Preclaris.

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Who walked with me?

Posted on February 21, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

Along the creek, between road and road, down where the forest floor became an overlapping valley of mossy fallen logs, drawing a strange scar through the rolling landscape, everything rendered emerald by the sunlight pouring through the canopy. You weren’t … Continue reading →

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A Story About Fishes

Posted on February 9, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

One day, Tiri went down to the pond alone. She took the bag of crusts her brother always got to carry (fat sister fingers can’t throw the bread far enough, ha-ha) and she was gone faster than anyone realized. Pa … Continue reading →

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