Shipwrecked
When Cupid’s arrow pierced me; it only nicked your breast, but left me bleeding, lonely, scared, repenting left me to my precious mourning; to my seascape sorrow, frozen and marooned, […]
Monthly Archives: September 2018
Black and blacker
When darkness tiptoed through our streets, we shut the windows, blocked the doors before they knocked. “This night is death”, you cried, “it stabs my gut”. We listened to the […]
Obituary
I read your obituary. Pleasure bubbling through my veins. You’re gone, sweet traitor. April sunshine in my face; it’s warmer than a dish served cold. You called before; asked forgiveness, […]
In the serpent’s belly
Serpent, lightworm, subway snaking under streets and sewers; while we, its cargo, shoulder next to shoulder, sit with faces glued to smartphones traveling in solitude on dreams we carry; we […]
Payday temptations
I pulled down the hood of my jacket, trying to keep my glasses free from rain. The wind from the harbor brought scents of mud and salt; far away the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 