Who did you meet?
Between a heartbeat and a sigh, you said (as if with reason): “We’ve reached an end”. I noticed then, how close to treason words can be; a precipice you never […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Being marbled
His hands were worst, pretending softness gently just before he formed my ribs. At least the rocks were honest, my womb of sorts, the secret script of being marbled me, […]
Scapegoat
From somewhere, murmurations, secrets spilled as arson, from lips unsealed to ears synapsed decoded into half-lies. Spreading dread and raging through undergrowth, a backdraft pestilence of hate, turned conclusions, of […]
Beach Ophelia
The clouds lament in solitude and sea is sighing sorrow her footprints leading to the sea in souls of no tomorrow. Recalling what she wrote to him about his vile […]
My car broke down
My car broke down, between des Moines and heaven, there was hell upon a hill, your lonely house, I came at night for help. I came a stranger to your […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 