“Backseat” – Nayana Nair

we get onto the carthat we wish was stoleni look at her (not my lover, yet),at him (my friend – we share the same passion of finding new things to be disappointed about),i look at the the small bags we have packedand realize that this is far too less to start a lifei count themContinue reading ““Backseat” – Nayana Nair”

“For you to disappear”- Nayana Nair

When the wind blows there are no branches to shake, no windows to rattle, no forgotten clothes to be abducted from my backyard, no ghost songs to invite me to new nightmares. Only your imagined face, that looks nothing like you these days, in these lifeless eyes keeps flickering. Making you almost real, making meContinue reading ““For you to disappear”- Nayana Nair”