Undine
She shimmered hair a halo, cheeks are rosed with breeze with bubbled grin in giggled dance to lull, to melt and make my heart skip beats. In waltz and twist […]
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To read a boarding card
Why should you read a boarding-card? You know the time, you’re checked in and you are early, or maybe just in time for breakfast ‘fore they open to the gates. […]
Office chuckle
Deep in his throat a chuckle blooms,veneering pink of slips, and the black-book notes. Is there menace in his gaze? Or in the way he punches numbers on the telephone? […]
Rain away
My moon’s a garden black repulsive lie a forest scream; rain away, sweet girl my dream – run and shadow less; barefoot shot like lightning, drooled we worshipped blue skin […]
ink
inked on parch- me(a)nt, white words played, cut and hyp- hend bent are still preciser briefer — sliced, de- leted than my sentenced sense pretense in prose. Today at dVerse […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 