Caitlin Charlton
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Noir Writer & Close Reader. Spotting the elements of Eloquence.
Survivor. Reclaiming my own territory.
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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 Charlton2 months ago in Fiction
The Brown Meridian . Content Warning.
Cloy, listen to me. My throat feels parched from the history you and I shared. I can't call this our home anymore; you canât either. But believe this: my departure was an act of abnegation; I didnât abandon you. I have escaped, and now the burden of this entity falls on you.
By Caitlin Charlton3 months ago in Fiction
Untitled . Top Story - December 2025.
I pat my brows with a handkerchief I fancy, and I think about the plight we are in today; it makes me squirm. In all my words you seek to find a formula, but your ledgers are filled with trending tabs (ephemeral tallies). You make me feel like I should be held in a box. It is impossible for someone to grow or be better than they were yesterday; simply by choice, they wish to step back and publish a little slower, less frequently.
By Caitlin Charlton3 months ago in Writers
Knew not confinement (Vignette ). Content Warning.
The word you might use to describe me would be: lesbian, a charting author, or something in between. I was drawn by the way she was moving on her feet, yet I knew that alone did not set her apart. She pushed quick shifts like a half breath that never became steps. Her shoulders were perched high, covering her neck with a kind of guarded confidence. The candy coloured crystals held in the jewelleries, blinked a glint in the light; They finished the question her lips wouldn't speak.
By Caitlin Charlton3 months ago in Fiction
