“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”

“Born Like This” – Nayana Nair

“i was born like this”, I lie,when I really want to say “the normal ones, the sane onesare surprisingly excellent at breaking anyone without any guilt whatsoever. i no longer have strengthto leave them, or beg them,or handle the repercussion of wanting them. i fear them only when i crythough i am not exactly sureContinue reading ““Born Like This” – Nayana Nair”