“moodboard” – Nayana Nair

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.

“Rainbows and Reflection” – Nayana Nair

I always thoughtthat I could be happy,really happy,forever happy,if only I could make myself love happiness. Though I approached this strange kid,though I pretended to be good and as holy as humans can be,I had nothing to say this ever smiling child.All the standard stories I had prepared for this heavy choreof presenting myself toContinue reading ““Rainbows and Reflection” – Nayana Nair”

“Fictional Friends” – Nayana Nair

i break another glass today, the girl with blue highlights in her hairwalks over it without bleedingbut tells me not to try such things at home on my own,that it took her years of invisibilityto even try such tricks.but she has no suggestions for what else i should do instead of breaking my smooth skinContinue reading ““Fictional Friends” – Nayana Nair”

“Defeated Packets” – Nayana Nair

While you read my words and said, “How strange is this world!” Sunlight rushed in, to hold a strand of your hair, fell on these pages and cried out like a child, hurt that it could not have you. I smiled to myself knowing what you meant. These words of mine reminded you of theContinue reading ““Defeated Packets” – Nayana Nair”