“What I Remember (17)” – Nayana Nair

those who spent their liveswrecking their hands to mould me into something better,tried fruitlessly to break me without pain,to break me and make me into somethingthat would be accepted by this world.they showered me with love so i won’t know, won’t remember how much it pained me or how much it hurt themto have giftedContinue reading ““What I Remember (17)” – Nayana Nair”