Returning home – Friday Fictioneers
Returning was never a choice, but a necessity. When the Euro crisis hit, he lost it all, his business, his condo and his wife. Returning to the house of his […]
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Rocks in my pocket – For Friday Fictioneers
The oily river floats like molten lead, trying in vain to swallow my lugubrious memories. The last day at the hospice you said; – Remember, I will always walk beside […]
Lost in lust – Trifextra
The first time I saw your moist lips, I was lost in lust. But I missed the hint of fangs, and the hot kiss changed a bit, as you bit […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Irtysh
Time is something that we think can be measured into the smallest fraction of a millisecond, when an athlete improves his personal record with a few milliseconds, she’s jubilant. Still […]
It had to be pink – Friday Fictioneers
Pink was always your choice, and we argued about it many times. Now I realize it was the sore thumb that made paradise perfect. When I close my eyes I […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 