Author: nick.viau

  • Her Signature

    Her Signature Silken strands like steel converge–winding, weaving, zigging, zagging. Spinnerets stitching the air,sealing the world. Beyond the rippling curtain,another awakes. At the center,the Yellow Queen shudders. Eight spindles twitch,sporting…

  • big city

    Earlier this year, I visited New York for a marketing conference. It was my first time. I penned am early draft of this poem on a pocket notebook before boarding…