For the stars (if anyone cares)
I sense it: the void I am filling with sixty percent water, some average bones (more solid than air); yet my thinking is silent and dreams are much more than […]
Monthly Archives: February 2018
Goosebumps
Joy is barefoot tingle- fleshed; a trickleburst of woodwind, strings and icicles. Joy is melt of snow the eavesdropping of water, gigglebrooks and bloom. Joy is fireskin and itch, your […]
February Monday
Another February Monday. Streets are grey with slush and water seeping through my shoes. On the the subway I am sandwiched between an elderly lady with a flu so bad […]
A recipe for joy
Unleash yourself on drunkenness — let yourself be free and dance, grow wings or hail the dark side of the moon. Be drunk with swagger of the new found confidence […]
Midway in my thoughts
The ground is covered in snow, meringue hills undulates in soft shades of white and light grey. The sky is covered in milky clouds and the snow swarms around us […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 