http://slow.writerscafe.org/Misanthrope The original writings of author Misanthrope en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776108790 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was walking down the dark alley behind a McDonalds store when I saw a girl coughing very hard. It was pouring rain, with the vicious wind whistling from the distance. The girl had blonde hair, and blue eyes. Her hair was tied in a pony tail with a cap that she wore on her head. From the looks of i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Misanthrope/714774/ The grim air smelled of nothingness, I can hear the cars running on the road at night,I can hear the busses roaring and stopping at night,I can hear the women and men coming out of the bus at night,I can hear the wind whistling through the hole of my window at night,Even though I cannot fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Misanthrope/714770/ I was riding in the bus one day,The cold night felt good against the warm seat,Heated by a lot of butts,I was sitting at the back of the bus,The spot at the back,Where I can see the trees with no leaves,The grass with snow,The house with no lights on,I fought for my seat squishing my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Misanthrope/714768/