Treeheart
My heart is a bloodstone, rootwrapped and cold, runecarved with spells. I found it, just sprung from an acorn, and darkly it gave me a purpose to grow to the […]
Tag Archives: suicide
Beach Ophelia
The clouds lament in solitude and sea is sighing sorrow her footprints leading to the sea in souls of no tomorrow. Recalling what she wrote to him about his vile […]
Two AM decisions
Once he avalanched proposals thunderstormed decisions, rained om bottomless agreements, demanding black keyed signatures, while fucking interns past office hours in the copy room. From faux performance indicators, bonuses for […]
… and she was light
Sun kissed the dry grass a last time before condensation froze to silvery rime. A veiled woman drifted almost aimlessly to the edge of an industrial plot. Cristina was beautiful […]
How bridges mean an end (or two)
Bridges should unite not part, they should be more beginnings than an end. Her phone vibrated in her pocket, just like it did the day they called: “Is this Joanne […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 