Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones
Driven
Push, pushing, press, pressure, lift your head only just enough to make sure you’re still going where you want to be going and all the while sometimes your thoughts get ahead of your fingertips when your fingertips are imperfect and … Continue reading
Water-bearer
She stands before the house, holding the gold-rimmed urn. The sacred vessel was the only one of its kind, blessed by her family to be unending, to be bottomless, to be everfull. She stands before the house and feels the … Continue reading
Water-bearer
Painted this 9/14-15. Very pleased with how it’s turned out. Need to get more paints.
Cold-blooded
Star-seared flesh crawls over the cityscape; all the inhabitants of the atmodrome have evolved photovoltaic cells inside their skin — no one there needs to eat anymore. All they do is bake, laying out like ancient lizards on rocks, regenerating … Continue reading
Galatea
Grown of hickory, hewn of ivory, cast of bronze, painted and decorated in lavish silks and minerals. Maybe just slapped together of mud and vine, made of straw and ash and water. It mattered not — all that mattered was … Continue reading