Theric Jepson

THERIC JEPSON {[email protected]} recently wrapped up his fourth year of teaching early-morning seminary, his eighteenth year of parenting children, and his forty-fifth year of avoiding guns. He edits Irreantum and has a novel coming out later this year from BCC Press. He has silent-film recommendations if you need them.

Articles

Homesteaders

I’ll take your thigh road,
so rugged, overgrown,

that you and I can build upon each other
here, in our bed,

Joseph Smith and the Possibility of Comics Andrew Knaupp and Sal Velluto, Pillar of Light Mark Elwood, The Glass Looker Noah Van Sciver, Joseph Smith and the Mormons

Renaissance scholar Ada Palmer estimates we know 1 percent of what happened five hundred years ago and that two-thirds of what we know is wrong. I have no reason to doubt her expertise—and every reason…

Lucky Wounds

Old George sat on an upturned half-barrel cleaning his gun. It only ever shot blanks these days, but that didn’t matter much. A fellow outlaw’d once told him the state of your gun’s the state…

Review: Dayna Patterson, If Mother Braids a Waterfall

Review: Dayna Patterson, Titania in Yellow

Review: Sunni Brown Wilkinson, The Marriage of the Moon and the Field

Review: Michael Lavers, After Earth

Review: Kate Piersanti, Life in Poetry

Review: Jan G. Otterstrom F., Move On

Review: Colin B. Douglas, Into the Sun: Poems Revised, Rearranged, and New

Review: R. A. Christmas, Leaves of Sass

New & Everlasting

Sweater

Duties of a Deacon

I never got to do it when I was a twelve-year-old Mormon boy even if it is, technically, as much a duty of a deacon as passing the sacrament—and I doubted anyone in my presidency…

Sonnet—For Solstice

Domestiku

If Joseph Smith Had Been Born in California

Review: A Cluttering of Symbol and Metaphor David G. Pace. Dream House on Golan Drive

A Laurel’s First-Night Fantasies

Possibility one, extrapolated from what Betty, second clarinet, said about what Tabitha, first clarinet, did last Saturday: They enter the hotel room, both of them shaking as only virgins can shake. Somehow he manages to…

The Widower

The Widower Eric W Jepson Four years had passed since Mary had died; Torrance still wasn’t comfortable dating and yet here he was, getting married. Five years with Mary may have been too short, but…