a library of all my rolesstands in the middle of my heart.i have placed your face as the title ofthis poem that i am going to drown.i lie on the beautiful lake of loveand press my ears, waitingto hear your last breath in my world.
There was that pile of paperI could never keep safe.The crossed out, always crossed out words,words always out of order,words turned beautifulonly because they dissolvedin my frustration.Only because now I cannot read themwithout effort.I must make something out of themsomething that couldn’t possibly be mine. The blue ink dripping,forming planets on unexpected letters,forming planets onContinue reading ““Assignment” – Nayana Nair”
I continue to live in the light of my own making knowing it is the only light I’ll ever find. For a moment I wonder, how I look to you. Loosing my sorrow. Loosing my frown. Loosing my mind. One by one I close these windows through which your eyes prod me, to see what’sContinue reading ““Close these windows” – Nayana Nair”