In a naturally dark and crazy world,
she is a breath of light.
Knowing there will be blood spilled
on the most heartless days,
she shows up — not as you expect,
never folding neatly into place like a fucking paper plane —
ready to be launched off a cliff screaming into a hurricane.
All around her, clowns with tear stained faces — 
chase her shadows, going nowhere.
She hangs onto the edge of the horizon
 — tugging at the sky to shower her with…