Eight furry legs maneuver a lattice of silk. Droplets of dew stud like bouys on telephone wires. A slight breeze sways the web. Some distance away a fly flutters, and farther away bees buzz in and out of honeysuckle.
Author: 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.
