So We Can Glow: Stories

by Leesa Cross-Smith

We are complete without them but we want them anyway. We love them but we want to hide from them.

How could love silently fall away like a petal, without them noticing?

It’s not that she wanted to die but sometimes she would think, Can’t we just get it over with? It, meaning everything. Everything happening all of the time. She could invent a new cocktail and call it This Exhausting Life.

Friend. You think about the word, how pure and sweet it is. How it means so much, even though you take it for granted. The mystery of it. A person who will fight for you, protect you, lend an ear without expecting anything in return.