Turn of tide
Social science — solstice sinew, blood and bones. My skin. I sense my so called life trickled into noiseless pools of thought. Sewing self, be stitched together be embroidered ember […]
Monthly Archives: December 2017
The pain of knitting
“Here you are, sweetie.” I unwrapped the parcel knowing well its content — another cap. “Thank you so much, mother, you really shouldn’t knit you know.” I looked at her […]
I believe in everything
I believe in Angels, Bigfoot Christ and Destiny I believe in Everything: in Fairies, God, Humanity Inclusion and in Jesus I believe in Karma Love and Miracles. I believe in […]
Not your doll
Ice in eyes, she craves the fire of your silence now listen, let her talk for once cause you never asked, before you took because you always knew that no, […]
Scent of ice
Do you know the scent of ice? Ice can borrow any color — why insist on grey? Skinning the pond, can this ice carry more than a sparrow’s weight? Have […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 