Political stage sets
“Grigory, it’s fantastic! Look at the turrets and bulwarks, the might of the walls and the moats, Russia will conquer and win” Potemkin looked at his empress, his mistress, and […]
Category Archives: flashfiction
Once a month
It was time again… excruciating pain when the rays from the moon hit my retina, spreading through marrow and bones; rippling through muscles, into finger and toes. I grow longer, […]
Again…
Elina woke up to the baby crying… again. It was still dark and her employers were sleeping. Elina knew her duties. Walking to the kitchen she tried to calm the […]
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 […]
The butterfly effect
I hate travelling with Matt. He’s late again; I’m boiling inside as the stewardess closes the door right behind him. While he makes his way down the aisle to his […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 