If I could fly, looking down on people would be mere perspective. If I could fly, the traffic below would seem like a party of angry ants. If I could fly, boats would be friends and the crow's nest would be just another anomaly.
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.
