On disaster of words
There are words that cannot be reversed; there are sentences that never should be said. Silence is filled with ambiguity and there is always a little bit of hope. Yet […]
Daily Archives: April 10, 2016
You were a rivulet
Once you were a rivulet, cascading glittered independence, free, before desire, hormoned, bedsheets gravity turned you stagnant skin on skin, entrapped in bogs of merging tributaries, you are mired trapped […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 