• Tentang Merapi, dan dua mangkuk es yang kita pesan sore itu

    Duduk menghadap Merapi, Sepasang manusia bercakap tentang teriknya hari. Yang satu mengeluh tentang hujan yang belum juga turun, Yang satu mengiyakan sebelum kemudian merenung: Apa yang masih bisa dibicarakan oleh dua manusia yg sudah saling mengenal selama 17 tahun?” Tapi, Ada yang tak biasa sore hari di bulan Oktober itu, Ada yang tak sama dari

  • Unchanged

    I thought it would be easy to forget you, But every time the dusk arrives, I gasp for air, As the memories of you run back through my veins. … I thought it would be easy to let you go, But every time the sky looks like this, That void inside me reappear, Torturing me

  • Stay

    I see an exit sign, As my head trembles with questions. Should I leave? Should we stay? People make leaving seem easy. We make staying complicated.

  • Another Day

    Wake up every morning, As the world revealing, Unfiltered. … News after news, Slide in, Sad stories, Unfolding. … A name you know, A face you recognize, A number you can’t keep up. … As early as 6 am, You already grapple with reality, You gasp for ease, Your brain demands sanity. … But there’s

  • The Old Man*

    *Published in The Jakarta Post, October 9, 2017 I glanced at my phone. Two missed calls. The clock showed it was 2 a.m. Yet, I was barely able to sleep — thanks to the old man who lived in apartment 1401 on the 5th floor. An apartment opposite my building whose windows weren’t curtained and