by Indah Lestari
so pigeons keep coming to this narrow chimney-like space. i hate opening the windows as i am afraid of the coming of toilet smell. and i am scared of the view, the dust, the rust, the most, faded disturbing pink paint color. but they come. flapping their wings, i see them, and they see me. sometimes a feather comes into my room, falls on my purple-black stripe carpet, left a promise of love, freedom and gentleness?
Indah Lestari was born in Singapore and lives in Jakarta, Indonesia. She completed her B.A. in English Literature from Padjadjaran University, Indonesia and M.A. in English Studies from Jawaharlal Nehru University, India. Now she is juggling her career in translations with writing anything poems, travelogues, reviews of books, arts, movies, cultural performances, etc.