“What I Remember(9)”- Nayana Nair

I tell myself stories about why I threw away all that I had,or why everything was taken away from me.How I was too weak, will always be too weakto carry the weight of the gifts that I had.Or how I was never quite convinced that I had something to be proud of.How I was alwaysContinue reading ““What I Remember(9)”- Nayana Nair”

“One More” – Nayana Nair

I return to my unaffected neighborhood. The success of my efforts to keep them ignorant vexes me, their narrow vision, their inability to see me as I do, their belief in me, the love they handout to me, the children that look up at me- making me feel smaller. ~ I have no option butContinue reading ““One More” – Nayana Nair”