Imperfect Words, written by Gillian Nair, is a collection of prose, jabs of poetry and imperfect attempts of preserving some wine-induced memories. They’re stories of love, lust and everything in between. These are some excerpts from the collection....
I watched my parents fall in and out of love
in the most toxic way possible
each time they fell out,
fists, words and vases were thrown around
and I taught myself how to
in and out
slowly as my eyes burnt with tears
and sleepless nights were punctuated with screams and cuss words.
each time they fell in,
flowers, dinners and routine decorated our home.
this is what love looked like
this was not what I wanted mine to look like.
I’ve left pieces of my heart
in every airport I’ve been to.
every toilet crammed with
hand luggages and mixed perfumes
every duty free with aisles of flashing red signs
buzzing with spirits and
chattering with chocolates
I’ve left my words
on the side of every frosted window
as I watched planes land
and take off
while the sun played hopscotch
against the sky
and the clouds danced in unison
colours strewn all around
like a kid painting the walls of the kitchen
my fingers doing the very same
on a piece of paper I’ve very artistically scribbled over.
Find me scattered and flung across mopped floors and boarding gates
delayed flights and last-minute calls.
Bring me home.
Wherever that is.
Gillian Nair is the author of Imperfect Words, her first book published in 2021. She was born in Sri Lanka but spent most of her life in Bahrain and Dubai, where she discovered and nurtured a knack for penning her thoughts through her words. She spends much of her time travelling, writing (sometimes both, for her travel blog Imperfect Traveller), and drinking wine. The latter accounting for great company during the writing and editing process of Imperfect Words!