Read the label first
Keep out of reach from children, the label read. It looked tasty, though. Smooth, rich, colored purple. “Divine… “, Mabel sighed. She had already consumed four hamburgers with extra fries. […]
Broken
The spiteful sun singes my skin as the desert oozes with hostility, but the coyote had told us how to find the secret path. “That brush looks like a rabbit… […]
Seaward Ho!
At first, you see him aged and grey his beard unkempt, his tie is stained with tea, but still, he asks politely “How may I help you, dear” he is […]
Recycling
Once, grandmother told me of something called “sea”. She couldn’t really describe how so much water could ever exist. How there could be storms raising waves that could swallow a […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 