“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”

“The wind is picking up” – Nayana Nair

The wind is picking up.The white sand unlike watersinks everything too slowly.And so the shade less trees of eucalyptus become shadows that I learn to love.They become compass that knows no direction,but just piece this world to hold, the silent assurancethat I am not yet lost, though my eyes can’t tell. *** The wind isContinue reading ““The wind is picking up” – Nayana Nair”

“Can’t Choose Something Better” – Nayana Nair

You stand in the middle of every green field. You stand in front of every road, every direction that promises me something better, a world where the thoughts in my mind can finally settle. But because you are here at the beginning of everything I cannot find in myself the will to begin anything newContinue reading ““Can’t Choose Something Better” – Nayana Nair”

“When you found my door…” – Nayana Nair

When you found my door I was in my workshop in the middle of chiseling and crafting my memories Now I am half made up and half real and there is no point of opening this door and forcing you to accept a half that you won’t like.