Secrets, deeper down below
“Down below… you have to dig deeper” The four men were masked, clad in rubber clothing, they had spades, but mostly they tore through the grass and mud with gloved […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Her words were avenues
One can still go slowly on skis in the winter sun through brush where a few leaves hang on. They resemble pages torn from old telephone directories. Names swallowed by […]
Listening to somniloquy
Whispered voices somniloquy tethered breath. Goddess blessed Godiva-dressed she’s pillowed tress-caressed dreaming softly screaming. Darkly passing clouds across the moon, as I wait for dawn and her. — Linked to […]
Tears obscure
Madly in the air they’re dancing solemn butterflies, as soot: letters torched, tickled death, battered breath drawn from dust it’s scorched; mute in numbness of defeat live as ice in […]
Invention of the brightest minds
See sirens of the tabloid press perform heroic feats, draw likes on Instagram. See news on Starbucks cups, inform yourself on silicon and weight loss grams. See kittens of the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 