here.the buildings and their makeshift purpose,the liquid tar evaporating and raining down,the birds that resurrect only for a day,the menu written, re-writtenwith tastes i find strange,the ceremonies of 3 meals and 1000 snacksand casual friends,the wishlist, the moodboardsthat I have no heart in.herethis all there is.hereeverything is overwhelmingand still not enough.
last night *i do not like saying last nightbecause once i only used to speak of it as ‘yesterday night’until someone told me that it’s wrong, even if it means the same so last nighti thought how it is something you’d say“it means the same, but you are wrong” sample conversation(based on reality, read tooContinue reading ““You’re right” – Nayana Nair”
The moon shines in my tear lined eyes. On the edges of my nails that have lost their color. Tonight once again light falls on only on those bits of me that are in no need for the love of a neutral god.