“Name a few” – Nayana Nair

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Your hands were tired
of holding me together,
holding me to ground,
keeping me safe from myself
and my fate.
And when you were no longer there
I could go anywhere in the world,
live different lives,
and see the world anew.
Wait for the death
of my sorrow.
Or kill myself with what I am.
All this I have found
at the cost of
losing earth, me, and you,
to name a few.

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“Safer Words” – Nayana Nair

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I can’t write my life.

There is so much to what I am,

that is not supposed to be written.

There is so much that I can’t explain.

There is so much I can’t hear myself.

It’s not only the prying eyes of the world

that stops my ink,

that makes me cross out certain words

and settle for safer ones.