“name my heart” – Nayana Nair

i draw a white lighton another perfect windowwith my broken hand the clouds have gatheredfor memy blue stream must be dying inside i speak my softest tonguei lift my woundsto show my untainted heart stay on the waves in my eyestouch the only vein in my bodythat knows how to hope, i beg but theyContinue reading ““name my heart” – Nayana Nair”

“Deer” – Nayana Nair

In our reflection in the disappearing streamyou look like the golden deerthat I am not supposed to want.The water angels, one of which we might end up eating for dinner tonight,swims into my face, distorting the light in my eyes,splitting my lips, my cheeks, my smile into two,into four, into hundred, into thousand pieces ofContinue reading ““Deer” – Nayana Nair”

“about” – Nayana Nair

about…the breaking reflections in my running blood streamthe low lying and slow dying branches of my thoughtsthe disappearing light and the terrifying and liberating heartbeatabout…words, your wordsthat i breathe in my lungsto try and hear and fail to see what you feel, what you meansince my ears are of no useas they are still filledContinue reading ““about” – Nayana Nair”

“Running Stream” – Nayana Nair

My hope waits for the day that this skin won’t alien, like a loss, like a counter running out of number like our voices running out of things to say. *** And my wishes for a gentler nature, or to be that cool-headed person I once read about, or to be the running stream ofContinue reading ““Running Stream” – Nayana Nair”