Written by: Rizka Herdiani
Edited by: Zania R Putri & Indira Sukmariana
Illustration by: Pricharia Via
fluorescent lights almost blinded my eyes
as the thundering sounds boomed
over and over
filling the room with waffs of fresh linen scent
melting the air away with its sickening warmth
escaping away from the mundane
as i watch my sins churned and tumbled
around and around
ridding the stains as they fade slowly
just like i would do my laundry
