“What I Remember (20)” – Nayana Nair

I am told I am not wise,that I do not have the intellect that could make anyone swoon over me.I try too hard, put too much effortto be considered worth protecting.I rank even lower on the stats of beauty.I know that since I have found discarded paperswritten by boys-who-will-always-be-boyswho document my plummeting desirability religiously.But sinceContinue reading ““What I Remember (20)” – Nayana Nair”