What the theater cleaner dreamt – Friday Fictioneers
With audience in awe, my authority is heard my influence can infiltrate, for infinity I’m sold I exercise extortion, and examples I will set as glamorously gladiators gladly die for […]
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Alan Bad – Friday Fictioneers.
Jane enjoyed the seaside solitude. Here she could almost forget what Alan had done. His controlling behaviour and how every beep from her iPhone resulted in questions. She once loved […]
Choices – Friday Fictioneers Haibun
Eve’s choice was hard. On the surface different: Promises of yellow sunshine from Jeff, his laughter like pearls on a string. Robert always passionately red , with taste of sweetest […]
The last goodbye – Friday Fictioneers
The burning in his eyes and thickness of his throat was this the moment when, he would succumb to tears ? — To see her things on sale the dress […]
An american Dream – Friday Fictioneers
For many generations her copper gown had signalled hope for immigrants. After days at sea, suffering from bad food, seasickness and scurvy the sight was the start of an American […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 