The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 5)” – Nayana Nair

#enemy_of_hope On my way to you, there is a world that I must walk through. In the dense fog, through the things truer than us, the steps that I take are the heaviest, the decisions I make the most difficult. “Rows and flows of angel hairAnd ice cream castles in the airAnd feather canyons everyContinue reading “The Scale of 1 to 10 (part 5)” – Nayana Nair”

“Enough for me” – Nayana Nair

She climbed the stairsnever pausing for a second.I knew what a second of thought could do.How it could pull back her stepsand let out her screams.I knew this is something she didn’t need. She climbed the stairsand walked towards me.Beside me, not exactly near,steps away perhaps she stood.And that was enough for me. Enough forContinue reading ““Enough for me” – Nayana Nair”

“Someone is waiting for me” – Nayana Nair

Fog swims over my study table.The glasses grow cold and oldand useless.Again I forget to drink the medicine,the milk, the love that fills my phone.Like I forgot to get vaccinated,to close the door, to wear something warmeven after being remindedhow easy it is to die.Someone is waiting for meto say the words I do notContinue reading ““Someone is waiting for me” – Nayana Nair”

“Now playing: the ominous names you are yet to know, yet to resent” – Nayana Nair

I board the train that I couldthinking,only thinking about the one I couldn’t.There are only tunnels, only darkness,no network,only cold metal that I rest my headhoping for my fever to come down,only windows that turn into mirror. In those momentary mirrorsI always look like someone on life support.In the crowd that no longer suffocates meIContinue reading ““Now playing: the ominous names you are yet to know, yet to resent” – Nayana Nair”

“Escape Plan” – Nayana Nair

the doll with black buttons eyes – i can be that,if you also don’t mind being one.we can sit under the shade of broken wooden chair.we can call this air-conditioned room our world.the ring on your finger will longer fit you,these bruises will finally leave your life.we can wear dresses that carry no scent ofContinue reading ““Escape Plan” – 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”

“Another Dream” – Nayana Nair

The world is still blue, but blue looks so beautiful today. Today there is no better you or better me that haunts us in our happy moments. So you can plan your solo journey on your old map while I get ready for my work. Let’s mark date on calendar, a place on earth whereContinue reading ““Another Dream” – Nayana Nair”

“Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair

Sit beside mewhile I sleep.Put your hand into my soul. I do not not where it is.Maybe you would have to find it firstbefore we can start with anything. But finding this soulI thinkwould be a start in itself. In my dreams, become the airthat insists on not letting me fallwhen I try to jumpContinue reading ““Incomplete Sentences” – Nayana Nair”

“I don’t want to be kind” – Nayana Nair

Excuses are futile, reasons unnecessary.You may have sad storybut who doesn’t.I don’t want to know what you went through.I don’t want to melt my indifference and disregardand become the only character who suffers for their understanding.I don’t want to be that lone person who considers even small actionsso that the ones who are already hurt,don’tContinue reading ““I don’t want to be kind” – Nayana Nair”