Praying to the stars
Some nights I seek the violence a stars miasma of relentless plasma, unfor- giving our sins. I think of glaciers, marrows melting, oceans rising; of missiles, ash and missions, bones […]
Daily Archives: August 22, 2019
The secrets of a secret book
This text was found in the aged librarian’s desk (postmortem), the handwriting was not that of the librarian but scribbled in green ink by an anonymous feminine hand. Somewhere In […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 