Chiaroscuro Masks
Your dreams as shadows of the day it’s cards I kept and never played for scars behind chiaroscuro masks When awake why did I have to ask? I feared a […]
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An ordinary day
A little poem of how I live an ordinary day. Shared on dVerse to describe the places we live. waking to the radio news children waiting to be Swedes denied […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 