“The Book of Mormon For the Least of These: Volume 3”
This book has never been more urgent, timely, relevant, and needed.
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“Confessions of an Old Maid”
I felt much like Charlotte Lucas from the 2005 Pride & Prejudice film, when she cries, “I’m twenty-seven years old, I’ve no money and no prospects. I’m already a burden to my parents and I’m frightened.” I was truly living the meme.
“Unwritten Chapters”
I had absorbed clear messages at church as the second wave of the women’s movement swept the nation: a mother’s place was in the home. So, instead of becoming an English teacher, I cobbled together various part-time jobs… The full content of this post is available to subscribers.…
“Swerve”
The women I know cannot be contained. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Pilgrimage”
I yearned for a more authentic version of myself. One that I had long-since neglected. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Invisible Labor Made Visible Through Paint” – An Interview with Megan Arné
I can make visual representations of the labor that is normally invisible. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Roads to Being”
The issue of family size flummoxed me. I was simultaneously being taught that God had a plan for me — a specific glorious plan for how my whole life would turn out and that I must make the correct choices at every step in order to have this glorious life. The full content of this…
“Cephalanthera austiniae”
First Place Poet, “Road Not Taken” Contest Quiet trumpet of moonlight, soft gramophone of forest sun. Snow orchid. Phantom bloom. Ghost of a flower, no chlorophyll to green you. We lean in to smell your smell. Surprise: vanilla, like your common cousin. If wonder had a face, a na…
“Reclaiming My Footsteps: A Second Journey”
There was no one to clutch my hand and show me how to navigate a life where being a professional and a mother could coexist. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Strawberry Wine”
Finalist, “Road Not Taken” Contest Desire is something I keep behind my teeth, left to roil in my stomach alone. Secret and safe, sweet strawberry wine. I worry it’ll bitter. Sour, for being bound. Desire for another, a soft (feminine) hand in my own, a body beside me at the beds…
“What if?”
I’ve tortured myself with regret and wondering why I hadn’t just made better choices at these pivotal moments in my life. The full content of this post is available to subscribers. Subscribe now or log in!
“Beanboozled in Sharing Time”
After Stephanie Burt Honorable Mention, “Road Not Taken” Contest Stand up front with jelly beans the chances of our choices Stinky socks or tutti-frutti Licorice or skunk spray What will become of us is here in the building Booger or juicy pear Coconut or baby wipes and nearly al…