Escape the brushstrokes
we huddle and we shut our windows escape the brushstrokes of what’s different as mauve is safer than what’s purple we find solace in what’s beige and grey and avoid […]
Daily Archives: March 18, 2014
Lies of periwinkle eyes – for dVerse
She’s folding carefully and tenderly her indigo calligraphy the words that never will be read, or sealed in magenta scent of roses. the words she once had treasured the words […]
Nightmares – poetry and cover reveal
My skin and flesh – consumed by ice-cold worms as I’m confined in casket prison. So slowly piece by piece I am consumed awaiting for my call to risen And […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 