If we were born as a poem. We would lead on the singing souls. Make an alliance with a pen in the fields. Propping up the bodies with soft fingers. —So aesthetically pleasing. But we aren’t a poem. Umpteen times and trips will not die by flirting words. (Fernanda Rochman Ardhana)

Sunday, January 17, 2016

SHORT STORY BY FERNANDA ROCHMAN ARDHANA WAS PUBLISHED ON JANUARY 17, 2016 IN INDONESIA NEWSPAPER, BANJARMASIN POST


Short story by Fernanda Rochman Ardhana was published on Sunday, January 17, 2016 in Indonesia newspaper, Banjarmasin Post. The Title of short story is "Radio".

 * Banjarmasin Post is an Indonesia daily newspaper published in Banjarmasin, South Kalimantan.

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