A jealous breeze
A jealous breeze whispers, moving through the blinds Sun drawn patterns dance across the floor Echoes fill this dreaded room, those whining words that whip and tousle hair. I miss […]
Daily Archives: June 28, 2015
A smiling man
They said he smiled between the bursts of death a student with a parasol that hid an AK-47. They said he smiled and laughed when tourists ran. Maybe in this […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 