Wind Nick Saba Poetry February 14, 2021 1 Minute You brush against my skin, a cool reminder to open my eyes and breathe Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook 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 February 14, 2021
The Bird's Song 