Thirteen
Thirteen A sonnet on #liblit twitter word-game A meeting, thirteenth room and feeling vague No comfort on the thirteenth floor it is The thirteenth room gives awful mindset plague The thirteenth […]
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Childhood Biffy
A sonnet to the outhouse I remember childhood country biffy A place to contemplate, without an end I could my little kingdom soon befriend And Never I’d be ready in […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 