Of voids and vapid words
From voices of insistent waves and from a fragment of your sleepless sea we built on clay and bones this bloodless emptiness — our house behind a veil of my […]
Category Archives: free verse
In fear of labernum
When faced with a poem in school, I giggled in boyish bravado “how stupid: a man is a wind and kissing the blood from her skin he’s stealing a girl […]
Narcissus’ Nemesis
Narcissus’ Nemesis was his alabaster skin stretched across a perfect abdomen, Cause on Instagram perfection’s not enough, collecting hearts and his marble skin can not be pierced at the main-street […]
More than books
The brushstrokes of enlightenment can be traced from earthworms’ trails, in the way the dewdrops sparkle. and in the tilt of dandelion heads. The psalms of wisdom are winds that’s […]
False pretenses
When false pretenses fades, and trickery has trickled as morphine in my drip. diluted in my blood — my veins subconsciously submissive; Invading mud, a landslide shades my retina my […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 