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.

Excerpts

These are all excerpts from WsIP. Enjoy. ******************************************** Rez coughed, turned his head and spat something vile. He sat up, gasping, his eyes wide and blind and blinking, as his hands clapped over the broad, blank skin of his chest, … Continue reading

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I remember you

I remember you and what it wasyou were selling.I remember the days, all 365 of them, starting out plain,ending in space,ending with bloodand surrealism and the faint tang of self-disappointment. I remember the gut churning,and the panic inducing,and all the … Continue reading

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What if we don’t make it?

Tell me then, what you might have said a hundred thousand times before, when I looked over, and I knew your tongue was heavy with the weight of words I kept wishing would fall free. Tell me then, what you … Continue reading

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What is it we see

when we think we see the futurewhat is it we actually seeis it hopes and dreamsis it hopes and fearsis it anything at allor the random desperate connectionsof an idea made flesh What do I want out of this what … Continue reading

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Don’t Say Anything

Don’t say anything, that shit splatters, what did you think would happen? no reason to get it on you. why were you there anyway? Don’t invite that into your life. why do you have to make it so hard on … Continue reading

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