Butterflies in stomach as I'm finalising the manuscript of my latest work, The Art of Letting Go(d). My first book in English and not poems either, but a collection of flash memoir. Designed by La Lectrice Borneo and published by Laras 99, it'll be released next month during my showcase.

I could not describe how nervous and insecure I've been feeling, working on this one for the past 1-2 years. Feels just like Langit Vanilla, 2011. My comfort zone has always been BM and puisi, so why do I do this?

Because it feels right. And honest. And sincere.

Because it heals.

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