It could be Monday
Genre: Experimental noir Last night had been filled with stars, soft music from her lips. Promises. This morning it is fog and mud. Mold and glass rings on my kitchen […]
Monthly Archives: December 2015
Break the sixth dimension
We travel on the Milky Way through (and with) the broken sixth dimension. Space around the flightdeck breathe on stars inhaled as nebulae reflect inside eleven eyes, and humming deep […]
Their ancient eyes
With ancient eyes, the sentinels ablaze are making rounds; with constellations bring in confidence encrypted signs, amaze with visions, scents above: with diamond-rings my fingers trace the nape of Virgo, […]
Playground lessons
Unbalanced heights, playground lessons taught when only one can rise her fist, insist — that carried by the weight of those beneath, she’s fought and wrought from hands of others […]
One night in Paris…
Still clinging to the grains of sand remains a hope of one and half degrees, unburned its fossil carbon, drops still left undrained. Today, on paper signed, a lesson learned: […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 