HeyJaredJoan’s Substack
Poetry and thoughts, especially on aging, memories, and language.
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- Sep 22, 2026
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- Jul 20, 2026
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Absence (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedNow I am here and reaching to touch your shoulder, confused because - it is no longer here. Now I am here and you are mouldering away from me, and the laughter and bright moments are only remembered shimmers. Now I am here. Now your images paper my walls, embracing my moments in this solitary time. <a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!VUsI!,f_
Morning Mind (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedMy undersleep mind dances toward my waking heart as my alarm starts singing “Now!” Thoughts twirl, holding hands. swinging together into the light. I face the day waltzing three steps: undersleep, waking, and improvise.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!8Itd!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amaz
From Early Grief (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedLike a determined vegan in a steak restaurant chosen by her parents, I look at the world through bifocals of privilege. I deny or indulge or distract myself; sometimes I just disassociate, still aware I am only a fool dancing near a grave.
Awaiting an Ending (opens the original)
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The northern moon shinesthrough the blindsinto my dark roomwhile the night stretches on.The moon has risen in a windy skycloud-embraced, beyond my view.While night moves into a darker time,I turn away and close my eyes.<img alt="Full moon, bare branches" class="sizing-normal" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!W319!,w_1456,c_limit,f_a
Daughter (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI forgive you for the sky you thrust into my world. I trust you for my darkness you wore without my shame. I embrace the space of loving that gave me my milk time. I offer you the barriers of my hopeful blindnesses. Now I accept your strokes and watch you move away. The cord between us loosens while strengthening the bond. <a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/
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