when i feel most at home,
i know i don’t belong
7lc, 29 may 2005
Published by violeteye
Gratiagusti Chananya Rompas was born in Jakarta, 19 August 1979. She studied English Literature in Universitas Indonesia, Depok (2003) and received her masters in The Gothic Imagination from University of Stirling, Scotland (2005).
She is one of the founders of Komunitas BungaMatahari, a mailing list-based Indonesian poetry community that have embraced many poetry enthusiasts with its catchphrase “semua bisa berpuisi” or, roughly translated, “poetry for all”. She is also involved in Selatan, a literary journal, and Paviliun Puisi, a monthly open mic event--both managed by her and her like-minded friends.
She currently resides in Jakarta, trying to find balance between writing and day-to-day living.
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3 thoughts on “heatwave”
I used to know how that feels :(
Now I guess I learned that home is nowhere but inside my own head..
i know that feeling so well
i'm afraid it's all
i can't handle comforting feelings
i'm afraid that
i don't deserve any