“Creature of Claw” – Nayana Nair

How long should I bleedfor the one who holds the knife. I pluck another flower of kindnessto appease the one who won’t even smile for me.He looks at it and tells me the tested foolproof waysto kill this useless plant that grows in meand cracks his shield. He tells me he will love me moreifContinue reading ““Creature of Claw” – Nayana Nair”

“appetite” – Nayana Nair

god, don’t give me the ideal.i have lived here too long.now i can’t seem to loveanyone who is not a bit mean,who doesn’t bite back. i seem to only have the appetitefor unsure feelings.i can only tolerate to hugsomething that is breaking,a breaking that nothing can stop or change. and on the nights when iContinue reading ““appetite” – Nayana Nair”

“Asking for More” – Nayana Nair

The lost all gather at the same door as I. They shout, yell and cry. Praise and tell lies. To be taken in. To be cared for. To be chosen. To be looked at, even once. Do they also feel smaller for standing here and waiting, for asking things whose void eats you up. ThisContinue reading ““Asking for More” – Nayana Nair”