Use your Duchamp pen
How can the bathroom wall be less than art? Bring your Duchamp pen, and make the paleness of its tiles a tale of more beyond what bullies did. Have you […]
Category Archives: free verse
Castle of your sorrow
Is your sorrow built from bricks and mortar? Does it reach towards the sky with pinnacles and turrets? Do you keep it safe behind a moat and drawbridge? Is your […]
Talking to the wall
It’s more my habit than your dream; in how your shadow dances with a whitewashed me. We used to come here once it’s where I first got drunk it’s where […]
A lonesome leaf
Death is less a headstone than a lonesome leaf, clinging to a bough. You might leave a wreath; you might burn the lights; but true remembrance is what gnaws your […]
We Us We
We drown denied; bring change non avalanche: uncoal decarbonize. unsteal — stop steel unwheel and walk. Be WE US WE! work let arm and legs be life. Oceans salts and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 