Caitlin Charlton
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Noir Writer & Close Reader. Spotting the elements of Eloquence.
Survivor. Reclaiming my own territory.
Let us read each other and leave the page free. 🖋️🔥đź‘
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At My Wits’ End . Top Story - February 2026.
Life is about taking out the trash and calling it trash because you have every reason to. It wasn't meant to be linear, they say. But the times you tried to make it straight led to problems, and you didn’t have the tools to put any of it to use. You don't put your right shoes on the right feet; you put the left shoes on the left feet. The grey hardened slab will trip you up anyway.
By Caitlin Charlton7 days ago in Humans
By the Arch of Our Backs
A speaker uses a phrase passed around in failed relationships, to gain equal footing in his headship with us. Peasants. While we are still at his feet. He asks, “What do you bring to the table?” To you as a wise citizen, I say you bring your experience. Not just for your job, but for these treacherous speeches. I don’t bring my feelings, I get even with his eloquence.
By Caitlin Charlton14 days ago in Humans
Tuesday at Six . Honorable Mention in Rituals of Affection Challenge.
Insults were her only amusement. If I were to bring anything now, it is the beauty inside me. Within. No? Don’t I bring enough? For a man, it seems not. Yet, still, there’s a bucket in my hand. No toilet that I could flush; yet, without security, I don’t bring enough.
By Caitlin Charlton22 days ago in Fiction
The Sucker Punch
While the weather grew miserable and the city turned sullen, a lone lightpost oscillated under the weight of the incessant rain. Kine stood in the downpour, her polycarbonate skin slick and cold, watching as his shadow inched closer with a hollow step.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a month ago in Fiction
