The shadow of the plague
We were like leaves still green but waiting for September frost to drain the sap from veins and boil our blood before we blushed and fell. It is the frost, […]
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Clinging
Clinging to normality, after eating breakfast after having reading the paper we walk from home to back again, where we check-in to work, like any other day we coffee break […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 