“Escaping My End” – Nayana Nair

I try to take out this poison of my thoughts drop by drop from my blood. My blood, that doesn’t want to be red. My thoughts, that don’t want to be rational. My pain, that doesn’t want to dull. And the more papers I fill, the more I am convinced there is no other wayContinue reading ““Escaping My End” – Nayana Nair”