life is already perfect
because nothing
stays
for
too
long
and second chances
brush your shoulders
like familiar strangers
you think maybe
if they stop and turn
they would recognize you
but
maybe it is perfect
because they
just
never
when ney stole my lines here
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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.
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we never let
the past forget
nor untie the regrets
handed to us ever so late.
(and oh, how
i hate the way time
teaches me how to rhyme.)