Caitlin Charlton
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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 Charlton3 days ago in Humans
Tuesday at Six
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 Charlton10 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
