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 […]
Monthly Archives: February 2016
The prize of being well preserved
Conserved and shrinkwrapped, Amanda bowed her head and sighed. “So I inherit everything?”, the solicitor kept silent. “Is it a lot?” The solicitor smiled and showed her a paper with […]
Stare freed
Stare-freed stir-fed pony- tailed (told) in id- led linge- red robin’s gli- ded, gilded songs. Straight blacked thistled dead & casketed. For Shawna’s thistle — February 23, 2016
Finale in minor a
With scraps of food from dumpster-diving sewer-salvaged in her rat-tailed hair she crosses barefoot her deserted streets. Scavenger on acid, she was once a flower child, blessed before she met […]
Anger management needed
Pressure building — boiling bubbled – bled – he’s led to anger. His brow is danger-veined crimson (crimed), sweaty and on syllable-machetes rip with screams rooms apart. Before he bottled […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 