“Is this what this distance, this decision means?” – Nayana Nair

With my back to the my cold family namethe metallic alphabets printing hard on my clothes,I standwith my feet half out of my pretty shoes –with my painted nails still hidden in the skin of another animal,my hands revolving the beautiful replica of Saturnaround the plastic heart on my elaborate key chain- a stage ofContinue reading ““Is this what this distance, this decision means?” – Nayana Nair”

“Does it make sense” – Nayana Nair

I have waited and dreaded this moment where all my memories come rushing back in and all my sins outweigh the suffering I had and nothing I could tell myself will absolve me from my crimes. I can look back and say “I was immature and I didn’t know enough.” But is that enough? ButContinue reading ““Does it make sense” – Nayana Nair”