When I was a kid, I loved doing dot -to–dot pictures. Do you know the ones I’m talking about? You began with a sheet of paper scattered with dots and tiny numbers, like a […]
[…] and sexual liberation movements of the 1960s and 1970s, movements the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter -day Saints vigorously opposed. The so–called New Mormon History flourished around the same time, opening the field […]
[…] order to be far from the people who betrayed them” ), Inouye grows up within a tight -knit Latter–day Saint community (converting to the religion at an early age) while raised by devout Buddhist […]
[…] other manner of food stored—food we never ate in our daily lives. While they rarely discussed end -time catastrophe, I was aware that our food storage was a temporal preparation for a series of […]
[…] (Trademark: 1842). Yes, I was suspicious. I knew Peter Coviello as a brilliant earlier Americanist, a well -regarded scholar of sexuality, masculinity, nationhood, and so on, the kind of person who gets invited places […]
[…] the fret calluses encroaching on my prints. Their throb, waking me in the night after a two -hour vesper, is the closest I will come to purity. Note: The Dialogue Foundation provides the web […]
Podcast version of this piece. Your inverted slant is an acute notewest to east in the shaded sunrisesurrounded as you are by that moatof rocks and weeds, dry as a chalk line. One Goliath’s push…
[…] my father’s secret psychiatric patients slip inside the back door of 508 East South Temple, for fifty -five–minute appointments. A nurse impersonator, I greet them, steer them into the doctor’s office, return to Atlas […]
[…] silence and a solo cello, caressing old books, fog outside, fire inside. Trees in crystal veils, fog -doused sun, Earth’s palette replaced by soot and chalk. No color. Only grays, darker or lighter. No […]
Podcast version of this piece. I’m sitting in the bishop’s office. My dress is slightly damp, but I can’t determine whether the moisture is a result of the snowstorm or sweat beading beneath the cotton. […]