Cover Art ANCESTOR Pressed plants, acrylic paint, and paper, 18 x 24 in. Utilizing the colors of autumn and spring, my artwork explores themes of loss and restoration. Made of plant material, the artwork uses painted pressed leaves to create a portrait of an abstract figure. The …
I love watching how individual experiences, feelings, and thoughts weave together to form each issue, reflecting some of the beautiful, collective work of Mormon feminism. Welcome to the spring issue of Exponent II! I am writing to you from a warm, early spring day, with sun and …
For as long as I can remember, young boys, to me, were mystical creatures, often devious in nature. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Of all the principles of the gospel, agency may be the one that sings to me most purely. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Interviewed by Natasha Rogers Tamu Smith is a writer, storyteller, and cofounder of @sistasinzion, a social media platform amplifying the voices and lived experiences of Black Latter-day Saints. Through conversation, storytelling, and cultural reflection, her work creates space f…
It’s nothing but it’s a whole lot of nothing . . . The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
These weren’t Jack Mormons or Cafeteria Mormons; they were something else. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Sometimes I imagine my birth. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
My dad was not a religious man The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Before I even knew what sex was, my body belonged to my future husband. It was a temple for God’s spirit, a tool for His purposes, a gift to my husband, who would be the leader in my home and the only way I’d qualify to be with God again. The full content of this post is availabl…
I’ve written and rewritten this letter in my mind at least one hundred times. Sharing my hard-fought beliefs regarding topics you hold most sacred is, frankly, heart-dropping. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Walking along these sands, trying to find Jesus The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
I felt the flame of my faith flicker against an unexpected current. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
Heart thumping when the organist flips through the pages of her hymnal to prepare her prelude. I tell my mother I feel a rumble inside me, that I need to be closer. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Say what you want about their marriage, but their kids toe the line.” I was mindlessly chatting — well, gossiping — with my mom when that sentence left her lips. “What does that mean?” I asked, already guessing. “Well, just that her kids have done what they were supposed to do.”…
Why did Kurt Cobain’s music speak to my daughter in a way nothing else did? The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
I wonder what to do now that I’ve seen the images: a mother lifted from her feet crying to her children, teenage boys with arms zip tied behind them, their elbows erect as the bones of a cooked chicken, the men in white, their heads shaved, kneeling in tidy rows, all in submissio…
In Amish communities, there is a cultural practice known as Rumspringa. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
When I tell people I grew up Mormon in the south what I mean is, The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
MormonBSads originated from an ongoing desire to respond to the current LDS women’s feminist moment and my own awakening. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!