Kategoriarkiv: vulnerability

Midsummer Dreams in the freezer

        Lonely men All these lonely men, where do they all come from? And to what will they go with all their dreams, kept strictly secret in their hearts, and at their backs and behind harsh smiles? … Läs mer

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Harsh wind, some reflections

The rain ended and the summer heat came but the harsh wind has stayed. And it is hard-bitten merciless. My balcony plants looks like terrified puppies. My mother heart aches for little ones.       I’m worn out from … Läs mer

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Neither for nor against (The Swedish approach)

In English below I Jag är inte med dig, jag är inte mot dig jag är mittemellan dig och alla, intryckt nedtryckt under din höjda arm, näsan begravd i din armhåla, du stinker: byt deodorant! Eller: håll avståndet. II Sluta … Läs mer

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You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet!

                  Fy fan för äldreboenden, ättestupa och hurtig underhållning med Evert Taube! Jag skulle hellre äta råttgift än att bo där! Den sen decennier bortgångne och mytologiserade trubaduren Taube är sannerligen ingen … Läs mer

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The Day cools down / Dagen svalnar

  Tiden har gått och dagen svalnar, men ett sårat hjärta blöder ännu lätt. Ett ansikte stelnat som en mask och tårar, dolda. Salta åkrar ger ingen grodd och ingen skörd. Fridfull ter sig din ofrid när som natten nalkas. … Läs mer

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Aging female body (part I and II)

He made me hate my aging body, as mercilessly mirrored when I dress in the hall looking at these undeniably saggy boobs and right before, in the bathroom caring for what’s secretly hidden ”down there” my flaccid pussy prickly dry … Läs mer

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Moses Tegnell med sin stafettpinne leder svenska folket genom Corona-pestens ökenlandskap

Moses Tegnell with his baton leads the Swedish people through the desert landscape of the Corona plague De rör sig ur dunkla dis, de sågs aldrig komma I fängelser utan dörrar, tror vi att vi ska överleva… De dirigerar förlusterna … Läs mer

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Botten, Linköping stad och dess nonchalanta ungdom i Corona-tider!

Staden: kollade häromveckan kommunens webbsida för att söka efter hjälp att få handlat. Mycket information om hur bli volontär hittade jag, ingen information alls hur att få hjälp! Det är så rart att staden och organisationer som Röda Korset har … Läs mer

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Laura

Inspired by Francesco Petrarca’s courtly love poems to Laura de Sade I And ever since the day you died, my Laura, my heart is an empty deserted grieving tomb. I dreamed about you in lonely bachelor nights, my feverish body … Läs mer

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Her best friend (republished)

From July 2014, the original in Swedish on 17 July, the translation  now rewritten. She once had a best friend and Ralph was his name and he had a wife, Lena, and three children and one cat and he built … Läs mer

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Elderly balance (single-leg stance)

When 18 people read my texts I exist. Otherwise it is not much with that, unless I not wake up in the night with cramps in one lower leg, then I surely know I’m alive. I hear on the TV … Läs mer

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Visiting the local library

                I (Friday, February 7) It is a Friday noon and I’ll wash my hair and when it has dried, I intend to take the bus to city and walk from there to … Läs mer

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Lost love, gloom forever to be

        I never got to know you in this all real world, where one breathe, eat, shit and pay the rent. But still, it was meant to be, you and me. Yet your demanding impatience (as I … Läs mer

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Silence, solitude

Silence, solitude Now two days without talking to you: it is a lifetime of despair for my heart! Same as once you told me, walked on a shore fearing you and I would never become ”us”. When one cry, the … Läs mer

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Kindly kill yourself on an unnoticed day

It is a popular game, blaming others! Everyone points fingers at everyone and nobody is good enough: you’re white not good, you’re black not good, you’re a ”leftie” not good, a ”right-wing” not good, you’re a criminal not good, homeless … Läs mer

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I know Sophie

I know Sophie, she lives upstairs and sometimes when I meet her at the front door she says a shy ”hi” and hastily takes the stair home to her own. Neighbors say she has lived here for a long time … Läs mer

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One-man riot

There are riots in Hong Kong, there are riots in Paris and in Barcelona. There are riots in Bagdad and the cities around in Iraq as well as in cities in Iran as Tehran and around in the country, tell … Läs mer

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The weed in my garden of love (thistle love)

I met a guy and I loved him but he never knew my love because he only knew the love he claimed he had for me. It was all about his feelings and never about mine. He never knew how … Läs mer

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