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  The Window

  

  By MissFaber, Wayne, NJ

  He was satanly in his godliness He was a fiend angelical He was dark and pallid He was dangerous and wonderful One moment he was hideously low The next beautiful; It all depended on if I looked From the wrong side of the window....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Respect

  

  By MissFaber, Wayne, NJ

  A normal day is filled with many spills, some accidental, some not. The shattering of a beer bottle against the brick wall, or the accidental spill of milk. But as the day progresses, you cannot deny that there are many spills, and they are dried up with towels. Yielding, Absorba...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  The inspiration has left me.

  

  By MissFaber, Wayne, NJ

  I wish I could say I did not know why. But I do know. I know very well. And it saddens me beyond belief. I beg it to come back. I carry my pad and pen with me to all places, at all times. I sit in locations where inspiration would be common for long, long hours. I free up my time, an hour a day ...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  Order 423

  

  By MissFaber, Wayne, NJ

  He stood outside the barn door. Under the dark cloak of night, the silhouette of the barn stood as a dark, formidable figure against the night sky. No stars shone tonight. He was wearing the denim rugby jacket today, the one his father had bought him on his sixteenth birthday, right before he died. ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Responsibilty

  

  By MissFaber, Wayne, NJ

  He picked up the kettle of tea when it started whistling. He opened the cupboard. The red mug. The blue mug. He took the blue mug off the shelf, scowling at the other mug. Why was it still there? He slammed the cupboard door more forcefully than he intended. He sat down to enjoy his tea. He did n...