“fairy tales” – Nayana Nair

a broken endwith a light(a lighter duller than me)touches me.someonesays the magic words,the loathsome wordsthat make me the old alice.i am made to leavethe seat, the home,the dream, the rightsthat are too big for me.they leave me a tiny suitcasesfilled with fancy dressesmade of used socks and handkerchiefs.they are cute,they are kind,they have read theirContinue reading ““fairy tales” – Nayana Nair”

“On Erasing Roads” – Nayana Nair

The dead world lives through her.Her escape is a door left openfor the violence to spread,or so she always believed.When she saw someone who reminded her of love,saw that the fragile bird of happinesswould choose sit by her window and wait for her to sing back,when all that could make her feel safe and somehowContinue reading ““On Erasing Roads” – Nayana Nair”

“Zooming In” – Nayana Nair

When I sit stillI am not waiting.I am thinking of what is notand why it should never have been.I zoom into every empty spaceand practice how to look away when it hurts me.I remove my watch from my wristand place it next to plate for a better viewand a ruined palate.I start from the namesContinue reading ““Zooming In” – Nayana Nair”

“Threadbare belief” – Nayana Nair

Have we crossed the bridge yet?The one you promisedis just a heartbreak away.The one which would crumbleonce I cross it. I imagine the threadbare braided ropesready to untie and become one with my past.I imagine having to do nothing withhow I have lived so far.It is such a relief to think it is possible. ButContinue reading ““Threadbare belief” – Nayana Nair”

“Find it Red” – Nayana Nair

They make me grow a forest of hate and leave me there to die. They give me tiny drops of love so for getting more I can try. So that I try and know the taste of the words that are stamped on my existence by the eyes of those who decide what I canContinue reading ““Find it Red” – Nayana Nair”