Locusts
We were like locusts. Burning pilfering and raping. We said it was the law of war, that it was merely tactics. We implemented scorched-earth policies to rule. “They would do […]
Tag Archives: fiction
Her silver lining
You can call it gloom or darkness, but when Colton left her at the altar Elsinore named depression twilight. She hated daylight and craved for clouds. There were days when […]
You owe me everything
You cannot see me. I’m absolutely still. I’m the shadow in the shadow, patient, waiting, cause you will be the first to move. You know I’m close. I can see […]
Make the lying cease
Bottles always bottles. Suzy always spent her mornings cleaning. The formica table was sticky from his spilled beer. From the master bedroom she could hear his snores. If only … […]
Between a rock and a hard place
“Delays, delays.why is everything put on ice?” At 3AM the President’s voice echoed through empty corridors. Face distorted; no longer orange; lighthouse puce. Footsteps rushing behind. ‘Sir, I thought you […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 