To hide in purpleness
In this cascading purpleness your tears are falling flower leaves your fears are brittle butterflies you tear your hair as exercise cause in this crimson rain it hurts much less […]
Monthly Archives: June 2015
Cease to be his Annabelle
She was tethered to the listless shore moored and waiting, lacking buoyancy in briny waves, caressed by swaying kelp her salt and tears, he called her whore and with his […]
Towards the forest
The forest reeks tonight of sulfur vapors and his hands are black. When deep among the trees the bite of what has passed. what wasn’t asked and time that never […]
Making peace with vengeance
Making peace with vengeance is when dinner’s cold for prisoners of golden hair for blue eyes and the molten nights of sinners’ unmade beds. Bedsheets stiff like lizard’s skin neon […]
Forget-me-knots
The yellow in the blue remembers-not the knot inside the fight and nots. it’s never not forget-me-knots. Let’s slip on fingertips what dwells in letters spelled on vellum petals loves-me-not. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 