Dilapidated Desperado.
Rip Roarin’ lines. Raw, kinetic, and unapologetic… Nicholas Viglietti's poetic style drags you down highways, full-throttle, shootin’ at the blaze of a distant horizon line; over high-peaks, in the hoof-it dust, and into the sun-baked, neon-lit crevices of the modern American grind.
Rip Shine from the Desperado Grind.
“…These pitfalls and failure,
Cling to me,
Like neon to the glow.”
— NV — Dilapidated Desperado
“It’s ugly when shortfalls come to grips.
Don’t hang yourself,
Memories are shorter
than the noose ene of it….”
— NV — Dilpidated Desperado
“High-speed hunger to die,
Nothing is savored.
We are checklists,
White-people food,
Tasteless.”
— NV — Dilapidated Desperado
Wastrel Rips & Devil-May-Care Madness
Nicholas Viglietti — Sentence Slinger
Nick is a writer from Sacramento, CA. After Katrina ravaged the gulf coast, he rebuilt homes there for 2 years. Up in Mon-tucky, he cut trails through desolate wilderness areas. He pedaled from Sac-town to S.D. He’s a seventh-life party-hack, attempting to rip chill lines in the madness.
He’s produced 2 works of poetry – Wastrel Rips & Devil-May-Care Madness: https://bottlecap.press/products/wastnv
& Dilapidated Desperado: https://boundharepress.com/products/dilapidated-desperado
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