Morning sun
Morning sighed, it beamed and paled its beams on bedroom walls are wails and stains. Awake before she waned and faded echoed with specks of dust she left. This is […]
Daily Archives: February 16, 2016
Blinded by shadows
Backdropped against the blinds shadows played, voices raised and fell, suddenly awake on Aaron rents settee I lay exposed, the walls too thin, when suddenly a gun goes off, and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 