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 […]
Honor comes at a cost
Ten year old with golden hair to her waist, Lila couldn’t understand the silence; yesterday her parents had laughed with her while she told them about school. Now mother hid […]
The last Earl of Tharnham Towers
I climb my tower as the shadows stretch their hungry limbs across the moor. The breeze tastes sour with impending doom and I stretch across the bulwark to watch as […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 