ArchiveJuly 2015

Spare Some Change | Sharks in the Shower


I’ve been wanting to write this for awhile and I finally found time to do so. Feedback is much appreciated. – Dahv * * * I knew I had to make a change when your handwritten notes read more and more like receipts. Scribbles of “this means so much” or “you didn’t have to get me (insert list of gifts here)” looked like typed transactions, convincing me to spend more and visit again with...

Vase | Sharks in the Shower


Nothing we shared had a breaking point.
Our friendship was a vase, not even worthy of being glass. Every time we’d hit a wall, the vase would never break but always scratch. The vase wasn’t beautiful, with enough marks to sketch a map, but it was reusable. We never said we were proud of it, but every morning we’d pick it up and fill it with flowers, because it was a vase after all.