“a proper life” – Nayana Nair

the metal melts on my tongue.this must be the fever that everyone warned me against.now i will never know how to die properly. i used up every drop i could find on this planetto make the broken trees in me grow.and there are so many, so many skeletons with stunted growth. i read we needContinue reading ““a proper life” – Nayana Nair”