Laughing at the circus
What were we taught as kids, laughing at a bawling clown, the whipped horses a caged old lion and the outraged midget? Was it comforting to feel that just for […]
Monthly Archives: September 2018
Confusion in resistance
It’s not from friction of my quill, not from lack of ink or paper, I have all the syllables but it seems I cannot stitch them into sense. It’s not […]
Watching Janet Jackson on MTV
When she danced on my screen it was like smiling at dusk… It kept me from thinking of rain and the darkness of the code I was writing of being […]
Better live before I die
Eternal evermore I may one day find peace forever if just I pray, God is graceful — that’s your belief his hands show mercy from this grief I have for […]
Political stage sets
“Grigory, it’s fantastic! Look at the turrets and bulwarks, the might of the walls and the moats, Russia will conquer and win” Potemkin looked at his empress, his mistress, and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 