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Joy Lynn Okoye

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  1. Issue · Sep 27, 2026

    How Fire Learns Its Name (opens the original)

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    From the archives: This poem and reflection first appeared in Return to the Beginning in November 2025. I’m bringing them here for this week’s Sunday Soul Drop.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="5119" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/f

  2. Issue · Sep 24, 2026

    When Grief Took My Desire, Curiosity Stayed (opens the original)

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    <img alt="two gray steel lock" class="sizing-normal" height="3348" src="https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1547857179-44ff1a81208d?crop=entropy&cs=tinysrgb&fit=max&fm=jpg&ixid=M3wzMDAzMzh8MHwxfHNlYXJjaHwxfHxvdmVuJTIwcGlsb

  3. Issue · Sep 10, 2026

    Some Grief Won’t Stay in the Past Tense (opens the original)

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  4. Issue · Aug 24, 2026

    I’m Inside the Contradiction. Now What? (opens the original)

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    Because I have been having the weirdest little shame spiral about this lately, especially because I have made some graphics with AI that I freaking LOVE.Like, love.There is an owl. There is another one with a hummingbird and a deer, and all of it means something to me that I will probably end up writing about in another essay. But for now, the owl. There are these beautiful little icons and symbols, and somehow they feel very me, and I keep looking at them like, Oh my God, look what I made.Excep

  5. Issue · Aug 6, 2026

    THE WISE ONE SPEAKS (opens the original)

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    Throughout my life, a voice has sometimes risen beneath my own. She comes after loss, after silence, when all my explanations have worn themselves out and I am finally still enough to hear.She does not tell me what to believe. She returns me to what I already know.For years, I kept many of these messages close. I am ready to begin sharing them now.I call this body of work The Wise One Speaks.Come sit.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/im

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