Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones

Wish I could pluck out your eyes, peel off your skin, tear out your hair, rip off limb and stem and root and hate you to death. Wish I could drown you and everything about you. Wish I knew a … Continue reading →

When they caught him, when they took him from her, she thought it was because she was stupid, careless. She blamed herself for that, while she knew he rotted in Their grasp. ** No. No, back up. ** It wasn’t … Continue reading →

On your hands and knees. Where you belong. At my feet. Under the surface. On my bed. Where I want you. On the floor. Off the ledge. . And give me a kiss

Dear Darlings: I’m working from home, and that means I have a tiny bit more time to myself that I can use for writing, thinking, eating, reading trash, watching Netflix, petting the cats — whatever. In this case, I’m trying … Continue reading →

[part two] “I see, I see,” said Tiri, nodding. She did not see, but she supposed the fish was tired from helping save her, and since she was cold and wet and cross, and knew to be polite to a … Continue reading →