Come sorceress
My sorceress, come closer come magic me, come wildly spill your web of spider spells, come feed me cauldron kisses come lend me, please, your midnight madness, come moan, come […]
Monthly Archives: March 2020
Sea-dirge
The sea lays sullen — singing softly of seven deaths and one. A surface stretched horizonless from water-salt to the somber sky, a piercing pewtered prayer for the brightness of […]
False Idol
Edmond walked for miles through the mud to reach the store. He’d heard a rumor of midnight-deliveries of Spam and Toilet-Paper. It had been raining for a fortnight which had […]
Dying sea
A sailor woke and listened for the speech of crushing crests; of wind and waves’ unrest but it was eerie silent, dead as on the beach a shroud of death […]
Musca Domestica
I came home as usual after work and Lily was gone. Her absence struck me like a wrecking ball. The air inside was bachelor-stale and my mouth filled with bile. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 