When even crows are silent
This weather is a nothingness of grey — More fog than rain, a moist defying pull of gravity that clings to skin with silky tentacles as adamant as pestilence; this […]
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The tinnitus curse
From trenches rise the blood of thousand tongues; a coral drawn from ash and crumbled lungs. When caged the mining birds have ceased to sing no feathered warning trills with […]
Holy Madness
I heard on radio about Jerusalem Syndrome: a madness gripping visitors: dressing up in hotel bed sheet and makeshift sandals giving sermons in the tongue of John the baptist or […]
Nighthawks
Three AM at the singles’ bar on the edge of closing — like lilies on a coffin with neon pale faces reflected in the eyeless glass, a young couple make […]
Faith in honesty
I have faith in people’s honest which I learned when I was visiting with relatives many years ago, They had a friend of them visiting and she was getting married. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 