Podcast version of this piece. They had agreedthat if she were seenthe boy wouldn’t be believedin seeing them.Nevertheless, she was there,her iridescent spherea coronaover their column of sun,reflecting,refractingthe morning.The flowers turned to her,the green of…
Podcast version of this piece. I baptized you before you were born. After, rubbed you clean.I’ll cleanse all your wounds in season. You’ve forgottenhow to savor my holy. If you seek,you’ll find these veins run…
[…] and rest. But I’m mostly the mothers who’d rather not lug the heavy memory of the twelve -year–old boy cut to fit in a sack, ditched on the neighbor’s steps. I hold his ghost […]
Podcast version of this piece. Here’s the truth: My faith remains tepid. Lukewarm as summer rain. Spew -worthy. A compass in fragments, I saved pieces: base plate, arrow, needle. Reassembly is beyond me. Millennia […]
[…] literal book on a plinth of filigreed gold, and an angel standing as sentinel at heaven’s needle -eye entrance, who’s not to say our names appear etched on its pages, un–erasable. Maybe no church […]
Podcast version of this piece. won’t you agree with me the heart’s a glorious organ moon jelly a ghost heart throbbing in oceanlily bulb an earth heart humming undergroundbear a furred heart curled up in cave’s dark I’m…
[…] is not defined by gender or channeled only through administrative practices. It is something that is ever -present in our everyday lives. Within Latter–day Saint theology, Heavenly Mother and Heavenly Father provide a clear […]
[…] my own babies into the world. Yet, I looked past you. Now, I see how my self -proclaimed “daddy’s girl” attitude has been shaped by the patriarchal system that hid you from me in […]
[…] prophets” and “Where’s the female authority on Heavenly Mother?” I wonder what praying to Her would look like in the first place. Is reaching out with my heart too prayer -like? If it is, […]
[…] creation of the world and humankind, Heavenly Mother was nowhere to be found. Creation was an all -male endeavor. I sobbed in the celestial room as I realized that this was a Motherless house. […]