Caitlin Charlton
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poetry too close to home
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Where the ‘P’ dad Sings, and the phone denies access to binge
On the day of the 17th of July. Everything became too loud. The police siren. The music my sister in law was playing. The sound whilst they scored the paper and moved the tool across the wall, erasing what we were all tired of seeing. It was annoying. All of it, without internet access.
By Caitlin Charlton6 months ago in Humor
A Moment of Calm at the Farm with a drowning wasp ! . Top Story - July 2025.
A pig slept on warm hay, as if the world stood no chance against its slumber. Its back was turned towards me. His safety was never questioned. But who am I, and should I ever be trusted? It doesn’t matter because that pig had a safe home and would never be evicted. Eaten, but never evicted.
By Caitlin Charlton6 months ago in Motivation
The Lying House
I remember the day I first saw him. I ran away. Not too far, just enough to avoid feeling too shy. It was almost as if the closeness of him made my shyness overflow like rainwater in a tank. I wanted to cry like the sky, because I’ve never felt this wanted in a while. But there’s danger in being vulnerable, in our world.
By Caitlin Charlton6 months ago in Fiction
It was an accident
I swallowed the tasteless heat in my tea, and felt my body warm as the lights went out. Pulling my shirt away from my body, I slap the back of my hand against the fabric, beating against its resistance, so the cool air spreads along my chest and the sweat freezes, still. I drank the last few swigs of tea as it cooled, and kept myself awake.
By Caitlin Charlton7 months ago in Fiction
Dad, I’m done . Content Warning.
Dear Dad, I can barely breathe, knowing you don’t want to be my father. Before you ask, this wasn’t a supposition. I reached out to you and you gave me all but the love I wanted, the acceptance; a promise that you would never make the same mistakes again.
By Caitlin Charlton8 months ago in Journal
