Constant hum
Since many years ago, my body has forgotten the way it sometimes aches when I had used my arms, how my back could be in pain from bending low to […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
For the love of my wife
I love my wife. I love her blue-eyed daughter, her dimpled smile and chubby fingers. I love them every twenty-seven nights except on nights like this. It is for them […]
Burning Rome
I remember entering the antechamber humming to the music blasting in my ear-buds as the flicker of the fire was eating Rome alive. I remember how the orange blended with […]
Capricorn eyes
The void I carry at night has never a weight built from vices and shame in my unwilling dreams. Shameless I sleep, but find that the void is a lady […]
Gedänkenexperiment
“No Professor, I never said it cannot be measured, but the results depend on where you are”. The young scientist removed his pinzenez pounding the equation-filled blackboard. A cloud of […]
