i was out with a bunch of my chums. nobody’s faces resemble any of mine in waking life. we were in some sort of a vehicle, going round a vast complex, like a campus. everyone was talking, involved in a warm conversation. about random topics. we laughed quite a lot. and then i heard his voice. a band was on and he was the singer. it sounded like a music festival.
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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. View all posts by violeteye