Germinal on repeat
Edna wakes at 5 AM; each morning the same chores, there are cows to milk and manure to clean, then breakfast for Joe. “Why’s coffee so weak?” “We’re down to […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
Elegy for the last tree
I dream of waterfalls, of rivers and of rain I dream of childhood and my past I dream of rinsing clouds to ease my pain I dream in green and […]
Tethered, snared and chained
She’s been tethered, snared and chained, to her path. She knows that diamonds aren’t a girl’s best friend if stuck with gold. But still she smiles at him, wrapped in […]
Love among siblings
If I shut my eyes I still see their white dresses. I can still smell the the freshly baked cakes, the coffee and the lilacs in bloom. I was only […]
A road less traveled
A middle-aged man and his trophy-wife: “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood”, “What?, these are mountains Robert, there’s no wood for miles”. “And sorry, I could not travel both”. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 