“incoherent” – Nayana Nair

i looked best dressed in incoherent words.everyone assumed that i am drunk on something.everyone assumed me to be an artist for that. any word that left my mouthwas just another way to pronounce self-doubt.the only way to stay and run away at the same time. the way i speak,“you are beautiful” and “i hate you”soundsContinue reading ““incoherent” – Nayana Nair”