Words I can’t remember
I love you as a song of words I can’t remember, as breeze and sun, as ice and warmth of ember an evening in November, I love you with the […]
Monthly Archives: August 2017
Boxing day
Boxing day was dark but far away vacationers strolled to the beach when suddenly the tsunami rolled in. They say that first the sea inhaled before the brine crushed bones […]
Learn from history
“For Hitler, the German defeat demonstrated that something was crooked in the whole structure of the world; it was the proof that Jews had mastered the methods of nature.” Timothy […]
Ode to my jeans
You are two in one hugging buttocks crotch and thighs they are soft as grass burn thin as paper worn at rain in sun at night carrying the memories from […]
Price of a penthouse
Jobless and foreclosure. Homeless. It’s been merciless and quick. Once a rock starts rolling it’s hard to stop. But when it reached the bottom all went quiet. Friends may cease […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 