Walnuts
Ever since February 24th, my life has been narrowed into brief interludes between air-ride sirens, empty shelves, and the lambent light of basements. My neighbors have left while I stay […]
Tag Archives: refugees
Seven years afterward
Seven years: now a message waits, still unread. I recall the warm touch of your hand just before I slipped when soldiers came. I remember how afterwards I searched for […]
Sneakers that will change the world
We forgot the taste of brine, the tears: the sea We forgot the hunger of the crested waves their eyes with desert sand, and reaching hands. the bodybags We forgot […]
The color of water
I dreamed about water; my stomach was a dead horse, my breath a heavy cart. I dreamed of water free of salt. I dreamed of springs. I dreamed. Then I […]
His dreams of landmines – Octave
when cries of sorrow from the distant war’s diluted drumbeats quenched by falling rain I meet his eyes across the aisle – a corpse escaped to safety of sorts – […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 