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Every Time, For Him
It was easy to get caught up in the minutiae, easy to think of what she did, day to day, as the important stuff, when in fact it was the overarching pattern she’d wanted to accomplish. She didn’t do it … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Flash
Tagged blue-eyed man, cat, cat jones, catastrophe, catastrophe jones, companion, dreams, fiction, flash, flash fiction, grief, Hell, hope, jones, loneliness, loss, love, misery, waiting, writing
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Cold As Ashes
Waking up in a bed was weird. It didn’t happen that often, these days. She opened her eyes, sticky and crusted with blood, and groaned at the obscene amount of sunlight in the room. Everything was quiet — the outside … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction
Tagged blue-eyed man, cat, cat jones, catastrophe, catastrophe jones, fear, fiction, flash, flash fiction, hope, jones, love, nightmare, work, writing
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100 Words: Far-Fetched
They said she was ridiculous, to believe in the thing she believed in. They said men like that, with fire in their eyes, fire in their hands — they didn’t exist. They said she didn’t exist. She knew they were … Continue reading
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Tagged 100 words, blue-eyed man, cat, cat jones, catastrophe, catastrophe jones, determination, fiction, flash, flash fiction, hope, jones, love, short, writing
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Five Ways Of Looking
I. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder at the forks in the road. Paths not taken. Discoveries not made. How would they have turned out? No different than anyone else looking back on their lives, but I feel infinitely ill-prepared … Continue reading
Posted in Love Poems, On Depression, Poetry
Tagged anger, connection, depression, dreams, fear, grief, hate, heart, hope, life, loneliness, loss, memories, memory, mental illness, misery, pain, poem, poems, poetry, relationships, writing
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Hoped
I’d hoped we could be friends. I’d hoped we could be more. Maybe you’d leave your wife. Maybe I’d leave my husband. Maybe we’d buy a little shelter together, past the burned out Walmart and maybe I’d suckle six fat … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Love Poems, On Depression, Poetry
Tagged hope, love, love poem, poem, poems, poetry, rejection, sadness, there's a story in there somewhere, writing
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