Joan Dalyghost stories.My ghosts come out in October. Most of autumn, really. I sulk around the city like a Sally Rooney character with visions of lives past…13 min read·Oct 28, 2022----
Joan Dalythe way home.this essay wouldn’t be possible without my dear friend Jeremy. he lensed me in my first New York City apartment; my home. it was such a…15 min read·Jul 15, 2022----
Joan DalyA mother’s love.My grandmother’s house was spotless. It was the holidays, and my extended family would likely be coming over throughout the next few days…7 min read·May 8, 2022----
Joan Dalyon friendship.It was cloudy, but it was balmy. The sunset wasn’t nearly close to what I wanted it to be, but I guess that’s life; you get the sunset, but…9 min read·Dec 30, 2021----
Joan Dalya new york minute.Things happen really fast here. The walking, the talking, the glances, the smiles; everyone’s running on their own clock in New York, and…12 min read·Jul 15, 2021----
Joan Dalyrunning my body into the ground: navigating the pandemic with an EDI wish I could tell you I wasn’t excited when this all started.·8 min read·Feb 26, 2021----
Joan Dalygoodbye, california.i hate goodbyes. most people hate goodbyes. i’ve never met someone who’s ecstatically said that they love goodbyes. if you’re reading this…·10 min read·Jun 23, 2020----
