The manuscript
Words, words, words taken out of place and mutilated, words from other men — those were the alms left him by the hours and the centuries. — From The Immortal […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
This night of lights
Slowly sipping syllables, we’re sewing sentences to verse, while watching as the snowflakes gently settles into silence. Meanwhile walking… Starstruck magis seeking stables and the manger where a newborn baby […]
Turn of tide
Social science — solstice sinew, blood and bones. My skin. I sense my so called life trickled into noiseless pools of thought. Sewing self, be stitched together be embroidered ember […]
The pain of knitting
“Here you are, sweetie.” I unwrapped the parcel knowing well its content — another cap. “Thank you so much, mother, you really shouldn’t knit you know.” I looked at her […]
I believe in everything
I believe in Angels, Bigfoot Christ and Destiny I believe in Everything: in Fairies, God, Humanity Inclusion and in Jesus I believe in Karma Love and Miracles. I believe in […]
