Tag Archives: cat jones
The Voice MailBox is Full
He stands atop the tallest building he can find, facing the sunrise, cigarette at his lips, too-blue eyes staring out against the mix of colors that signals dawn. Some freakish salmon, an indigo, a weird greybluebrown, soft lavender, and pale … Continue reading
Out Into The Night
“This, it’s probably the last message I’ll leave you.” The girl in the frame with the crazywild hair looks gaunt. Older now. She looks harder, than she used to, a little more brittle, a little less untested. Her voice, ever … Continue reading
I Knew It
Put on some fucking clothes, he used to say, but his eyes would wander. He would look, because he was a red-blooded man. He would let his eyes drift over exposed rib and bared, scarred skin. Because. But he always … Continue reading
Promises
A sudden gasp of breath into rattling lungs and she is rolling over and getting to her feet. This is the fourth time she has come back to life, and it is beginning to take its toll. She looks around, … Continue reading
What It Is About Christmas
“Dunno what it is about Christmas,” she said, looking down at her empty hands. Chipped nails fiddle with the fraying edges of her cheap fingerless gloves. “Sometimes I duck into the churches that stay open overnight. Around this time of … Continue reading