Firecrackered
Once – in sparks a firecracker hissed a bit, before I spread- sheeted my life and numbed defused confused. Today it’s Open Link Night at dVerse hosted by Grace. Bring […]
Monthly Archives: February 2016
A cruel month
February is cruel, but nowadays it’s from lack of light and not from snow or ice. “Here was once a bridge”, Jack points at the rotting stumps extruding through fermenting […]
Soil
To mulch my limbs one day have withered underfoot To soil and there my soul, severed, becomes a thousand daisies, eyes of lawn, a smile for children’s feet. – […]
An itch between my toes
There are days I feel an itch between my toes as if webbing has begun to grow. There are days I feel my voice is sound of water splashing in […]
Next stop des Moines
Our bus is a cocoon; united only few of us diverges into time and space. We ride a comet’s tail, we are encased inside a satellite. Light outside are planets; […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 