“The city that won’t decompose” – Nayana Nair

Some days I am thankful to the wallsthat never broke down when I did,that looms up to the heightsthat seem more beautiful than sad(on certain days at least). The tiny tiles, the cemented words in me-they were supposed to be who I am,they were meant to decomposewhen I chose to change my ways,when I choseContinue reading ““The city that won’t decompose” – Nayana Nair”