Let The Ship Sink

All I wanted to hear was a knock at the door and the silence was deafening. The empty inbox, the text…

Water Like Gratitude

Every day we drink the liquors of Likes and Retweets, snorting lines of texts, looking for that hit, that instant gratification. We are gratified, but we are not grateful. And we drink the hair of the dog rather than the water because we want it easy and fast and right now.