Mandibles
I still remember the week we moved the classroom to a farm. How we could connect the pictures in the book with the insects that we found. I still remember […]
Monthly Archives: September 2019
Extinction of dreams
‘How dare you? You have stolen my dreams and my childhood’ Greta Thunberg Extinction of dreams with your waging of wars, is worse than the screams and the rage from […]
Library silence
The library sometimes pretends it’s water and ocean, with tempestuous phrases pouring from pages forming rivers, wrestling with wobble of waves in the turbulent bay, where the lighthouse is darker […]
Falling
My love for you is not the pinkish softness of a kitten’s paw, it’s not the brightness of a summer solstice, not the nausea of honeysuckled sweetness in June but […]
Connor Cockroach
“I am a cage, in search of a bird.” Franz Kafka from The Blue Octavo Notebooks “What’s wrong, dear Pa, today?” said Connor Cockroach, in dismay and gently licked his […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 