“the shadow at the foot of my bed” – Nayana Nair

today is the birthday of one another oddity of mine.on a day like this,few calendars agoi learnt how to turn my helplessness into my charm.i learnt to fill the glasses, the throats of everyone i knowwith something sweet, with a taste they can’t name.i learnt to become something that can’t be known or hurt.in myContinue reading ““the shadow at the foot of my bed” – Nayana Nair”

“Your Cactus” – Nayana Nair

i never learnt about gardening, nor about patience, nor about caring,nor about looking after anything that doesn’t speak, doesn’t complain,doesn’t tell me in plain words how i am terrible, how i mistakes make meeven if those mistakes are not mine. i wish i was blind, i wish i was mute, i wish i was theContinue reading ““Your Cactus” – Nayana Nair”