When death came to town
When Death come to town she claimed our flesh by selling us dust; whiter than pale as the twilight her poisonous kiss of nuclear mushrooms and alpha-decay. When Death came […]
Monthly Archives: June 2018
The devoted monk of Atlantis
The zealous crowd arrived, ten minutes to midnight to burn the scrolls they blamed for rising tides, for brine and water flooding lower levels of Atlantis. The librarian tried in […]
Burning summer cold
A sticky mongrel-tongue — this summer swelter; I’m roped in the reek of course blankets by a smothering wind; the bare skin of my thighs sticks to the creased vinyl […]
The fall and rise of a muse
Labeled a muse, no longer faithful she left a husband to live with the stars, becoming the fifth among four. Was it sympathy for the devil, or sex, drugs and […]
Rejected Suitor
Wax my moon and wane my mind be sparse in words and dense in sighs make cautious sense from careless cold; tune in to minor keys for major change. My […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 