The first in first perspective
When I see eyes of children starving, bellies swollen. I wonder if my problem lies in first of first perspective. The I in I, the eye for eye and maybe […]
Daily Archives: February 25, 2016
The music of wait
There’s a melody, a voice of myself: a timbre, a tone a faintness in echo of ash; a footstep that’s planted in stealth in the night, a fading finale, a […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 