“The Year of Frost Starts” – Nayana Nair

You walk in with a cake of rust,two hours late.You kiss me ,wait for me to smile,to say thanks,to make another offering of myselfat your shrine. You tell me of love,the only love that you cannotget out of your heart.This love that suffocates you these daysmore than before.How my face asks for too much,even whenContinue reading ““The Year of Frost Starts” – Nayana Nair”

“Ready to Break” – Nayana Nair

We are the mediocre television soapthat no one wants to see.We have learned to gulp down bland food, bland life.The books that get us jobs, get us friends, gets us love, we have learned to pay for it without bitterness. We adore the mania, the depression,the moments when we don’t want to think clear-that makesContinue reading ““Ready to Break” – Nayana Nair”