Trickle economics
It’s a terrible shame having to kneel for nickels and dimes; a pittance to plead for your pennies while greed gives you gold. I hate this, my living by waiting […]
Category Archives: poetry
Protecting the library
“People can lose their lives in libraries. They ought to be warned.” ― Saul Bellow One September-day a lady waltzed into his inner sanctum of forgotten books; an eyelash-teardrop clinging […]
Poison lips
It’s not my thing to please I could be nice unless you only hand me snakes to pet; but can you blame a girl if her lips are pursed with […]
Left for a djinn
The ship clock strikes twelve but it’s not too well I’m almost warm with a tepid pillow to console me as I lay here thinking of what I once held […]
September
On Sunday night September came walking dressed in night with rubber wellies on her aching feet, she strode through streets to shake the leaves from boughs and check if yet […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 