Dinda Nancy NugrahaThe Weight of Melancholia“Hello”, says Oizys, as she strokes my hair with her fingers so soft and gentle — like a flurry of a thousand leaves falling…Mar 31, 2020Mar 31, 2020
Dinda Nancy NugrahaperpetualloopI will get to the point point of where my life lies and desires desires of the past and the eternal present present itself like a…Jun 26, 2019Jun 26, 2019
Dinda Nancy NugrahaWhere Are You, Self?I sense a part of me is lost somewhere between the earth and the sky the sea and the shore between the length of my footstepsFeb 22, 2019Feb 22, 2019
Dinda Nancy NugrahaThe Devil You Bring Forth is Heaven-sentI used to let you embrace me in shackles of concrete and let you anchor me to the abyssal well, where there I would dwell in your faulty…Feb 20, 2019Feb 20, 2019
Dinda Nancy NugrahaI’ll swim oceanswhenever my boat violently shakes and teetering on sinking I often feel it best for the ocean to swallow me whole to have me succumb…Feb 17, 2019Feb 17, 2019
Dinda Nancy NugrahaAwake.It’s an intervention of some sort; between the life that has passed and the life that is now, by the life that will be.Nov 7, 2016Nov 7, 2016
Dinda Nancy Nugraha2012It’s a warm day; the sun is shining at its brightest, and clouds resembling cotton candies. Magnificent blue would best describe the color…Apr 1, 2012Apr 1, 2012