Better than on Snot
“No, no I don’t hate them, they are just very shallow,” said lieutenant Snyak, licking her exquisite middle eyebrow in place. “Ha… indeed. I asked one, what he worshipped… guess […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Beauty of Rust
The beauty of rust is not in its color and not in the the view of the horizon left free and unharmed. The beauty of rust is not in its […]
Crossroads
What if I treated every moment as a crossroad to another’s life? Do I really know the pots of gold I’ve missed when I’ve kept walking straight ahead? What if, […]
When lights went out
I never blamed it on the rain that day, my sorrow never grew from hail or clouds, I dwelled in shadows when you brought the light, You brought me laughter, […]
Little Hoodie
Little Hoodie searched the concrete jungle for her pimp and dealer — Mister Wolf. She turned some tricks on sleazy johns, but what she needed most (a fix), she knew […]
