Playground lessons
Unbalanced heights, playground lessons taught when only one can rise her fist, insist — that carried by the weight of those beneath, she’s fought and wrought from hands of others […]
Category Archives: free verse
Friendship with cards
Her cheeks were blossoms pink from turns of friendly cards. Before I turned the fool for sequins laid, I drew death (as if mortality was nothing more than life) Counting […]
Wonderground
Seated in the underground, my shoulder pressed against my neighbor’s dampness soggy wool. Her face is veiled, a glimpse of sorrow in mascara streaks; wilted roses in her hands. Suddenly […]
My winter coat’s too thick
Elongated seconds crawling crusts of centipedes, crabs, joyful as the jinglebelly muzak underneath my skin. Sluggish earthworms: heartbeats drumbeats upbeat — soon. “Can i have them wrapped?” Inhale-exhale the weight […]
Water trapped in bogs
Her sentences where rivers once, meandering through marshlands, building into lakes and rushing rapids, heading for the sea. “Why was I never told, that mother’s dead?” She’s angry once again, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 