Karma
I watch them from afar, pretending that i read the Times. it’s bound to happen soon; It always does; I only leave to chance for whom. Well-planned karma is my […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
(r)evolution
Does it matter afterwards that objects in mirror are closer than they appear? We drove and never cared. When they came, they sneaked upon us from behind, and left us […]
Reverse logic
With Sun on my back I cross the street to the town-hall. My manifesto is written, I’ve pledged my loyalty to the movement. I smile at the blond gendarme; wishing […]
After afterwards
It’s after afterwards. All is still and silent; memories have skin of frost. He had waited by her side; first through sickness and later by her headstone, They had been […]
Tenacity of purpose
Finally. After years and years they were on their way. Amy and Marcus were to live their dream. House and cars were sold. Burning midnight oil as paralegals had paid […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 