Some days are plastic garbage bags
Some Days are plastic garbage bags barely floating in the murky water of a pond, licked by hungry tongues of lizard’s fog wriggling in my dirty socks. Some days are […]
Daily Archives: January 15, 2015
Ten times ten – for dVerse
Inspired from text fragment from Bleak House Chapter 31 (I) The barking of a dog; little old woman perversely animated. (III) A wretched chimney piece of a peculiar smell curtsy […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Sogi’s “dewy evening”
Both grasses and trees waiting for the moon dewy evening Write something for this and a troiku to me I especially like that portion about waiting, there is something special […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 