For Melania
Don’t judge the crook by his lover cause opposites attract and if you are the flower, then he is manure; also remember: the bigger they are the louder they bark; […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
The first hiss
A hiss of air, a lighted fuse the briefest bite of breath before the bursts of bullet-barks before our rage of roar and rumble, before the rain and thunderstorms before […]
Kiss the earth
Have you sensed its scent, how soft it grows with rain how smooth its skin can be? Have you listened to its songs of surf on stones and soil? Have […]
Deeper, deeper
Unzipping breeze with fondling hands, it giggles, dances, swirls her dizzy, leads her deeper, deeper further in. Daring wind that lifts her hair, it kisses nape, caresses thighs, undresses gently […]
Suburbia fences
We craved for other cars, for raises, clicks and likes, we built another fence despite the fact that grass was always greener on our neighbor’s side. Side-by-side in boxes we […]
