In a world where we constantly ask, What’s next? I want to be your steady. Your lighthouse in the dark. Your umbrella in the rain. The sheath for your sword. Whatever the world throws At us next — We fight together.
About the Poet:
Jodie Baeyens was deposited in rural Arizona from Manhattan, against her will, and now spends her days drinking red wine and writing poetry. You can see more of her work at Mylifeincoffeespoons.com.
Ephemeral Elegies 
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