“Red Gates” – Nayana Nair

I drowned the flowersone by one.The poison of beautynow runs through the riverson this land,they fill his backyardin every season of rain.A child with his smiledrowns another boat of dreams,the flood is a field of paper,the flood is all that is left of me.She stares into me,waiting for a reflection to surface.She walks into metoContinue reading ““Red Gates” – Nayana Nair”