Karma
I watch them from afar, pretending that i read the Times. it’s bound to happen soon; It always does; I only leave to chance for whom. Well-planned karma is my […]
Only when you sleep
You carry in your wildness scent of moonlight and in your breath is blossom and the songs of graveyards, you are both the taste of night and awkward singe of […]
Lasagna and blackthorn
One day a year ago we came home with a crockpot, and since it has renewed our cooking. Maybe it has came with age, but I’ve grown to prefer slow […]
On the consequences of asbestos bans
Before we damned asbestos, she was a loyal citizen her lion roar was smoke and mirrors and electro-shock therapy was a simple cure for her less than Vogue appearance. Simply […]
A keeper of the past
In spring the aged librarian sees in books the bloom; that from the words a growth of pansies and peonies, of columbine and blue forget-me-nots, and there are daisies, daffodils […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 