You cannot invoice sense
Citizenship is brushed to castes with color-coded schemes dividing cleaving chasms in gentrified suburbia. Still crying crayons bleed in murals and concrete blooms as we paint offenses or doodle poems […]
Monthly Archives: February 2015
A solicitors note
Bree was out of options; lost in life’s maze of betrayals, mistakes and jealousy. The embossed letter bearing the golden insignia of Jack’s solicitor felt cold as a coffin nail. […]
When will the summer melt my frozen tears?
I’m wading through the dirt of falling snow when days are buried under too much snow I’m stamping, waiting for a broken plough The icy days are dark inside this […]
To Marlow-guided Jungle paths
In white-out of the wailing weather tethered to a moaning mountain wind; blinded windows rattle, shaking wooden hut, but in the gentle fire-crackling warmth arms stay folded to surprising dreams […]
Shotgun family reunion
I couldn’t fit a story in my sequel to last week’s picture, but here I think I could get it to work for my dysfunctional. This is the closest I […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 