Still life by the open window
When he called me, just to tell how far it was to fall, how dark was depth beneath the sill how much the voices told him that: “you have nothing […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Trickle economics
It’s a terrible shame having to kneel for nickels and dimes; a pittance to plead for your pennies while greed gives you gold. I hate this, my living by waiting […]
Protecting the library
“People can lose their lives in libraries. They ought to be warned.” ― Saul Bellow One September-day a lady waltzed into his inner sanctum of forgotten books; an eyelash-teardrop clinging […]
Poison lips
It’s not my thing to please I could be nice unless you only hand me snakes to pet; but can you blame a girl if her lips are pursed with […]
Left for a djinn
The ship clock strikes twelve but it’s not too well I’m almost warm with a tepid pillow to console me as I lay here thinking of what I once held […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 