“What I Remember (22)” – Nayana Nair

Was it 5 years ago, or 6that we all sat togetherlooking at the bright beginningof another series of setbacksthat we were becoming.The coldness of the wood,the ruffle of papers, the moment beforewe learned to truly hate ourselves. I miss that. As we stood waiting in linefor something to take awayeverything we were just beginning toContinue reading ““What I Remember (22)” – Nayana Nair”