Private cove Lapping waves Sunset orange on my bare arms Sand and salt on my upper lip, i lick Me and my towel and the evening warm breeze cooling my wet bathing suit Hair in tangles and wet strands Drip... Continue Reading →
I don’t feel like I have enough answers for myself let alone enough in order to speak to others, but I feel defensiveness for my lgbtq+ friends, coworkers, and friends kids especially when this world is already hard enough on... Continue Reading →
By Joy Bickham Each memory a vessel Each emotion a dial Standing one foot in the now and many others in the past with a hand to the future grasp I know when we die we will laugh at the... Continue Reading →
Fragrant moistured air Feels thick with fresh beginnings Sigh and start the day Submitted to 2023 Arizona Matsuri Haiku Competition
A comedic stageplay turned half-hour teleplay. Fairy Tails (T-A-I-L-S) @2022 Joy Bickham. Due to an unfortunate series of events, the Cornley Drama Society rushes through a dress rehearsal as they fill in last minute for a children's drama production. goes-wrong-show-spec-bspt-12.31.22-wmDownload
49th Anniversary (June 2019) This little light hugged me and through tears revealed that I was valuable to her as a daughter alongside her sons. It didn’t sink in in that moment, tired from so many tender moments witnessed that... Continue Reading →
My book is now published, and I’m humbled to share my story in the hopes that it helps others experiencing grief and loss. When Water Turns to Vapor: A Poetry Journey of Love, Loss, and Lifehttps://a.co/d/8D3Z5z9
Trigger Warning:October 15th is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day. Some important initiatives are in D.C. 🇺🇸 right now: bigpush2022 @pushpregnancy I would like to also share that I am getting close to publishing a book 📖 of poetry and... Continue Reading →
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