Wormhole to Eden
“The stars look different today” you gasped and wrapped your hungry thighs around my waist; “I think we passed its furthest edge”; I graced your lips; unzipped your silver suit; […]
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Bearing my name
I bear my name with a weight of pawing the moss, I’m named for my strength with a blueberried tongue I’m warrior of honor and light, cuddly and kind but […]
Yams and roadkill
Mom… your yams are mushy and the mushroom’s foul and yucky. Your cabbage smells like garbage this supper sucks, I’m so unlucky, Mom… your soup’s disgusting and sprouts for me […]
Unlucky and yucky
There once was a boy from Kentucky, who was always considered unlucky. When he met with a girl with the sweetest of curls, he tripped and his face became mucky, […]
Beauty
Beauty is a prison dressed in pink perfume, , it is stiletto heels on smiling glass-eyed mannequins , it is the Chinese water-torture, disharmony and sugar. Beauty is the soft […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 