Preview the latest editorial features and art from the Exponent II magazine.

“A Tongue to Cry to Thee” by Sarah Safsten

I.  The mountains were parched, their summer thirst unquenched by shallow stores of snowpack. The reservoirs were dangerously low. Each day, the sky (and my nose) filled with smoke that blew in from California forest fires, stubbornly coated the bowl of Utah Valley, and obscured the mountains behind my house. I griped on the way […]

“Run. Breathe. Repeat.” by Heidi Toth

My sacred space is everywhere, though for only a brief moment because with each step, each breath, I am in another space.

“Letting Go of My Holy Place” by Alma Frances Pellett

But this time it is different. As much as I love being in that place, and still hold it as holy, I know that it is not the place for me any longer.

“Wandering in the Wilderness” by Aislynn Collier

The journey from knowing to believing is where the wilderness becomes holy and beautiful.

“Dumpster Sunday School” by Holly Mancuso

This impromptu dumpster Sunday School had become a holy space, a place of acceptance, learning, love, and light — the very epitome of what I had expressed hope for in my testimony.

“Sepulchre” by Cynthia W. Connell

In the sacred space between life and death, where the heavenly visions of the waking and sleeping unite, the early morning sun is insufficient to light my way.

“Mycelium Mothering” by Shannon Milliman

We must go home; but we do not want to. Our dirty hands are clean. Our vulgar hearts are pure. We believe we are home already.

“What Makes a Holy Place?” by Emily Fisher Gray

What does it take to make a place holy? As a scholar of European religious history and architecture, I have stood in many kinds of places that people of various faiths have designated as sacred and wondered exactly what it is that makes them different.

“Proximity/Affinity” by Lorren Lemmons

The first time I met Stephanie, I was exercising. I was dripping sweat, my face flushed and red, when I heard a knock at...

“Tripp” by Kate Bennion

Puppies are agents of chaos, in a Manhattan apartment especially so.
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