Joy-Jayne

A Meditation on Notoriety and the Life That Creates the Work

Language is the architecture through which belonging or harm is built.

Legacy is a word we often romanticize—something noble, distant, almost ceremonial. But for many, the struggle of now makes the idea of “what we leave behind” feel heavy, hollow, or unreachable. What is the point of legacy if the present is starving?

Before we understand our wounds, we feel them. Poetry meets us there. It gathers the scattered parts of our inner life and gives them a place to breathe. In doing so, poetry becomes a subtle form of repair — not by closing the wound, but by helping us see it with clarity, compassion, and truth.

A Poetic Meditation