Birth of a new nation – an anthem
Hail to the chief, praise you, protector of wife-beaters, missiles and coal. Hail to the liars, to foreclosure kings, and slumlords of faked gilded halls. Hail to the chief, polluters […]
Category Archives: free verse
Self-Portrait in Hell
Awake with venom in my veins from (s)words: “just friends”, your coup de grâce delivered late. My heart still beating right beneath my skin ready to be ripped apart again. […]
If you would let me dream
If I could be a sliver of your thoughts when unaware. If I could butterfly, be lighthouse privy to your heart have keys and words to spi{e}ll your name in […]
Sandman
Whisper me with butterflies lull my skin, giggle, moan me, murmur senseless sleep. Dream me strawberries and cream, sing sunshine in my hair, Be lighthouse, harbor me, Be ship and […]
Confirmation carry uniform
Christmas Eve. They knocked the door at four AM. Police, a man, a woman “May we come in?” I knew before they said his name, it’s been too long since […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 