Painful perfume
How petals of roses been wrung for its sensitive oil How apples been bruised, and plants been beaten to dust How ambergris carved from intestines of whales been blended with […]
Daily Archives: November 18, 2019
Moon-smile
When darkness has harnessed my heart in its talons of fright; when blackness has nested itself as ache deep in my stomach; when November displays its terror as angst; my […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 