Higher grounds
They said that glaciers wouldn’t melt, that science was conspiracy, a hoax to take our jobs; and we believed, believed and dug ever deeper, deeper just to feed their furnace […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
The less of evil
Dear Satan, I apologize for being too benign as demon once. My only excuse for not ripping enough livers from humans was envy for those leisurely roasting their flesh. I […]
The old deck
The old deck had turned grey, polished by weather, sun and wind, but Sven recoiled as it still stung his feet letting off splinters. Coming back he understood they had […]
In good hands?
It started to look good, water and soil had been dealt with. Woods and weed blended well with beasts, but it had been six days of hard and excruciating labor. […]
Knowing darkness better
“Every day the world grows darker, intolerance and bigotry keeps growing…” Hammad and Johnny stood towards the back of the crowd , hand in hand just listening. Behind them a […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 