“Folds” – Nayana Nair

You are goneand I try to hold the spoon like you used to.I chew my food with my left molars as you did.The ghosts that I have wronged, that I have forgottennow include half of my teeth, teeth you would have never used. You are goneand you are happy (probably).So I memorize name and phoneContinue reading ““Folds” – Nayana Nair”

“A Silent Machinery” – Nayana Nair

I put on my favorite show(that I have seen for umpteenth time),increase the volume,fill my plate.My eyes glued to TVnotices too late all that I have spilled,fill my plate with things I won’t eat. The same beautiful scene.Under the yellow light stand two actors,pretending to be in love,doing a better job at itthat we everContinue reading ““A Silent Machinery” – Nayana Nair”