Unpaid ticket
Veiled from moon I drown cascade in hair and lips. You nibble earlobes breathe, and fingertips are scribbling poetry; symbols, syllables feathered on my back. We firework ourselves. We dance […]
Daily Archives: January 19, 2016
Estella
Beloved hated spinster. You bought me for a purpose, for the green hard pebbles of your eyes. For wishes of his death. For every death, you chained my heart, froze […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 