Messages Nick Saba Poetry May 8, 2016June 10, 2016 1 Minute Somewhere along the banks of a forgotten river lies a bottle that didn’t make it to the ocean. Thrown from the bank by a frustrated adolescent, perhaps. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Nick Saba I'm a writer who practices ultrasound. Poetry is my passion, and Irony is my best friend. On my free time I take pictures of people's organs to help radiologists make diagnoses. View all posts by Nick Saba Published May 8, 2016June 10, 2016