Blushing Storm

Fearless in my own skin, I struck I swept in, caught you off-guard My sounds showered your mind, sent shivers through your spine We rumbled together that night drenched in the moment absorbed by each other I was a lot for you, covering the sky with my presence you encouraged it We calmed down theContinue reading “Blushing Storm”

I found my smile in Paris

The vibrant swaying of the bass-strings, they lure me in until I’m thrown out and caught by the whimsical beating of the drums. Rhythmic, never harmful. Dumbfounded, I smile.  I watch the drummer as I imitate his moves with my arms. In response, he raises an eyebrow in amused confusion. I’m swept up by theContinue reading “I found my smile in Paris”

Content Overload

We’re thoughts circling the insides of a beehive Colliding, connecting, introspecting We think to achieve, to thrive and believe All has been said, I think, as I lay down my pen No thought is unique, it’s all on repeat My words are shadows of scribbled notes, of poems, novels, of scripts from before But, whatContinue reading “Content Overload”

See and make seen

I didn’t know you for long. A day after your death I backtracked how long we actually had known each other for. I counted two months, an insight which lead to instant disappointment because in this world we put the length of any relationship on a piedestal. I pushed that annoying inkling of disappointment awayContinue reading “See and make seen”

Momentarily Truths

The eyes we meet, the words we speak in the now we guess in the morrow we know the words were spoken but the guessings were broken the eyes we met fret nothing the mind to which the eyes belonged, listened to understand did its’ utter most to grasp drew conclusions even but you know,Continue reading “Momentarily Truths”

Sizzling Connection

Between two souls lie a path it’s riddled with obstacles they hold hands and on the path they play jump run dodge to the ground one looks forward one looks backward so to keep an eye open for all that may intervene they hord experiences along the way picking fruits from each other’s brains They’reContinue reading “Sizzling Connection”

Your mind goes beautifully with that dress

You tell me how beautiful I look how my dress makes you shook Your body leaves no doubt it yearns for mine with all its might Your compliments I sow, for vanity is not to tow however My looks are in diminuendo my mind’s a brave crescendo Filled with deviations in need of attention AttemptingContinue reading “Your mind goes beautifully with that dress”

Learning how to be content

I pull my hair in what’s a combination of stress and frenzy. It’s dry and frazzled. I’ve been expecting it to fall off this winter. A winter that has been too long and cold. I’ve also been expecting myself to run away several times but I never have. Instead I’ve tucked the notion of otherContinue reading “Learning how to be content”

Intelligent scum

What if people a hundred years from now will look back at us in the” rich” world and ask: Why didn’t you stop this from happening? There are no flowers any longer We have no trees The bees no longer buzz around our elbows and knees The sun is scorching our skin water tastes likeContinue reading “Intelligent scum”

Stockings too thin

Shoulders up by my ears Freezing wind, forcing tears A jacket too cold Stockings too thin Autumn begging to begin Kisses from him Comforts me in the whirlwind of endings; beginnings losses; winnings Every winter I flee to a land with endless green leaves Yet I remain for here are my kin keeping me warmContinue reading “Stockings too thin”

The elusive concept of being one’s own boss

Suddenly the limbo-state in which I’ve found myself to be in for a while, cleared up and showed me what it was actually about. I’ve felt torn between running my own business and waiting for someone else to command me to do something. I’ve wanted to start my own company since I was 16 (I’mContinue reading “The elusive concept of being one’s own boss”

Peeling layers of thought

I’ve been writing all day. I went to Haymarket, looked around in the beautiful milieu and had a coffee, or two actually, very important. The act of going to a place to write, is special. You designate time to write. I don’t do that very often, but when I do, I cherish every second. IContinue reading “Peeling layers of thought”

Little Miss Fuck-Up

Yesterday I went out bowling and got drunk instead of studying. Today my wrist is hurting from the bowling balls, guess that’s the price you have to pay when you’re the winner 😉 I try to let go of control, an attempt to not live up to the “Little Miss Perfect” – ideal. I don’tContinue reading “Little Miss Fuck-Up”

Free-writing my way to freedom

I’m in a room on Gotland in a beautiful summer house. There are five new, for me, people sleeping in the other rooms. They’re my team-mates on this shortfilm-shoot. Yesterday I rode for four hours straight and I felt empowered and free sitting on the horse Irina. My co-actress and I roamed the fields, cantered,Continue reading “Free-writing my way to freedom”

Human-waste

A man on the subway Sunken cheeks, skinny bones, White tufts of hair on his head Blue, coming on grey, eyes Carved roads on his forehead – marks from all the times he’s reacted to something Laughinkles next to his eyes and I see I see his stories playing before his eyes a life livedContinue reading “Human-waste”

Leaking Love

I am leaking love it’s in my footprints Smudging it into the wooden floors when I walk It’s invisible only to you You struggle your way out of bed you put your feet down on it For every step you take now, I’ll be hurting I say a sweet goodmorning You smile in response WhileContinue reading “Leaking Love”

19 drafts in my pocket

I’ve 19 drafts lying around in this blog, 9 of which were created this week. I can’t seem to find my words, nor my language, nor my inspiration or flow. Perhaps I’m encumbered with self-doubt or some other human annoyance. Last night, Chris and I went on christmas-holiday. We celebrated our first month working togetherContinue reading “19 drafts in my pocket”

Fields of ancient flowers

There are fields of ancient flowers They wither but never die They rise again to build floors of colored gold Imagine how much they have seen The time that has gone by From cavemen to wikings dinosaurs to bears If only they could whisper in all of our two ears All their learnings throughout theContinue reading “Fields of ancient flowers”

Fire & Joy – Blog tips

If you haven’t visited Nirrimi Firebrace’s blog yet, do it. She has a way with words that…gah. Just go see for yourself. This piece for example: More and more often I look at Bee without that manic consuming love. Often I look at him and he’s just Bee and I’m just me. Stripped of magic,Continue reading “Fire & Joy – Blog tips”

Nature, a Double-Edged Sword

She lures you in, seduces you with brisk air and long-sought-after golden rays of sun. She sprinkles the streets in leaves which hold all spectrums of colors, she hypnotizes you. Making one believe that life is a walk in a magical park where nothing evil can happen. She shows off all her best sides, fooling you intoContinue reading “Nature, a Double-Edged Sword”

Apocalyptic Delight

We are striving in the light of pain Thriving in apocalyptic delight A life on the edge desperately searching for magic destructive behavior The constant search for a savior For at times, life is bleached by the ruthlessness of futility It’s senseless to believe we’re only here for fertility when everything circles our minds abilityContinue reading “Apocalyptic Delight”

People Engineering

A choice or two My voice Many others too Interfering Engineering my thoughts Setting them straight Mend me into a social saint Do this Not that Think this Not that Slowly losing the screws Which held me Made me Filled now with nails Of other people’s traits The concept of I Is now you YourContinue reading “People Engineering”

A Stockholm Chimera

There lies peace in this morning, it is nesting on the streets, huddling together with relief in a solemn embrace. Our beautiful city is a memory now, it exists in a thousands of digital and analogue photo albums, and in the minds of those who wandered these streets. Some of them, or many rather, areContinue reading “A Stockholm Chimera”

The Power of One Person

And all of a sudden you start to feel, certain things It erupted from what one person said Those words, they make your being chime A tingle, you wake up from sleep you’ve been stirred alive Those words, cling to you like nothing before You know, they are your truth A person, evoked a sparkContinue reading “The Power of One Person”

The Stained Man – a short story

It’s a solemn morning for the man who is busy pouring his coffee down the drain. He is mad, for all he can see is the stain, the stain on his white shirt which, in his mind, represents his life. He mutters to himself as he watches the rain trickle down the window pane; “I’mContinue reading “The Stained Man – a short story”

Love, Never happened

We tremble As we stride through unknown territories To the sound of ‘Harmony of Pheromonies’ We reach As we speak quietly For each other’s inner entirety We seek As we, eyes locked, gaze solemnly For some sort of certainty We test As we tease in elation For a higher state of affirmation We find notContinue reading “Love, Never happened”

Thunder outside, thunder within

It’s twenty-seven degrees in my room, but I am freezing. My body is laying flat in bed and my eyes are forcing me to keep them shut, they are not ready for a new day. I fall into some sort of half-ass sleep where I enter dreamland. I dream of all the experiences I’ve hadContinue reading “Thunder outside, thunder within”

La Famiglia en Italia

Just arrived home from Arabba, Italy. One week with splendid weather, great skiing, shit tonnes of food, a lot of red wine, family and extended family. I’ve shared a room with my siblings and it’s been a treat to reconnect a little. Because even though we’ve grown up together and know each other on a deepContinue reading “La Famiglia en Italia”