“What I Remember (26)” – Nayana Nair

I covered up myself up-hiding the pieces,hiding the glue,hiding the knife close to my heart.There is too little timeand so much to be disposed,so much has to be kept at the bottom of the stairs,under the sheets,under the hand that cupped my faceso that no one could say with certaintywhether I am laughing or cryingContinue reading ““What I Remember (26)” – Nayana Nair”

“The Better That We Want”- Nayana Nair

Once we are done with the ritual of tea, as I leave the room with his cup and mine, I leave behind my shadow with him. That is his favorite part of his evening and he is all too happy to talk to a quieter me. He feels my shadow is somehow better than me.Continue reading ““The Better That We Want”- Nayana Nair”