“Grass Crown*”

I don’t remember her crying. I don’t remember her fear. I don’t remember him leaving to serve a country that hated him. I don’t remember him coming home to the shouts and slurs spewing forth from neighbors who only saw him as different.None of them remember that he saved their families, their freedom, their fanaticism. But I remember the stories that were told. I can never un-remember that he gave so much for them, who choose to remember nothing.⋑ ⋑ ⋑*During the time of the Roman Empire, a grass crown, also known as the obsidional crown, was given to a single […]

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“Personal Records, Tunnels, and Trying Again”

From a Stake Conference address in Highlands Ranch Stake, Colorado My husband, Joel, and I love to ride our bikes. We use a program to see how far we’ve ridden, how fast we’ve gone, and how many feet we’ve climbed. This program also breaks the distance up into segments, anywhere from a tenth of a mile to the entire 120 miles of the Triple Bypass here in Colorado. Each time we ride, the program records our time for that segment and then rewards us for a new personal record, or PR. It will also tell us if it is our second […]

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“Answered Prayer”

please bless the brothers the fathers, the sons to see themselves in God / to see in God themselves to hear their lives through hymns, scripture, law to find their self on top, in language, in all fields, positions, roles, openly worshipped and unconcerned with my prayerBrinn Elizabeth Bagley is a nature-based child educator and writer currently living in a farmhouse in rural Idaho with her daughters, husband, a herd of bison, and 9 cats. | IG: @write.sister.write (Photo by Marek Piwnicki on Unsplash)

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“Ninety-Nine Refiner’s Fires”

Book review of Allison Hong Merrill’s Ninety-Nine Fire Hoops Abusers hate nothing more than when those they’ve harmed speak up. If we evaluated books based

“Redeeming Queerness”

Easter is one of my favorite holidays. It is a time we get to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ. After Jesus died on the cross, His body and spirit were separated and were not reunited again until His resurrection three days later. Latter-day Saints testify of Jesus’ resurrection that He lives today with a perfect body of flesh and bone. Not only that, Jesus paved the way for a universal resurrection.1 Resurrection is not a blessing reserved exclusively for Jesus, but for each and every one of us. We are promised that all people will be resurrected.2 Christ has […]

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“Fast Sunday”

In the shadow of the hospital, he cradles a box of Triscuits to his chest — tenderly, like a more delicate load. I joke about the familiar gesture, then when my empty arms return home, I find I am craving pears: sweet weight I’ve been allergic to for years. I wash myself of the scent of him, of the garlic squares, of the hospital’s glare. Only the imagined fruit lingers. Only the loneliness of a forgotten taste, the scent of oily soft skin, a weight in the middle of it all I am not woman enough to bear. Alixa Brobbey […]

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“Retreating” by Laurel Thatcher Ulrich

I don’t know why it took me so long to consult the paper. I knew in my bones that our gatherings had produced our projects, rather than vice versa.

“A Woman, Mowing the Grass”

On a deep-green April afternoon, Oriental poppies at the height of their orange perfection, my daughter draws with chalk on the driveway while I begin mowing the last section of lawn. I turn a wide arc around the maple tree, the mower’s metronome thrum silencing the paws of the neighbor’s dog. She races to the curve of my calf and sinks in her teeth.I yelp and kick away the yellow lab. Her owner rushes across the cul-de-sac and grabs her collar, hauling her back and apologizing. “But, you know,” he says, the dog whimpering at his tight hold, “this wouldn’t […]

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“Wondering Airs”

Star child, I wanted to believe in you For so long— Ever longing, I cherished you Holiest of babes born to mankind! I grasped at the clear glow that surely Must have slanted from the straw Cradling you in a stone manger Over two thousand years ago. I wanted to swaddle the warm promise of your Presence and glory in my own soul, but now I feel Your flesh was only ever wrapped in fables, Stabled in stories passed from tongue to page. Each December your syllables fly across wondering airs Winter cold, pressed still and falling with snowflakes Like […]

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Highlights from the Blog

Compiled by Tirza DavisBehold, Your Little Ones: A Woman’s WitnessKAYLEE | JUNE 23, 2021the-exponent.com/behold-your-little-ones-a-womans-witness I am the mother of young daughters. I do the majority of childcare and spend the most time with them. I witness their dreams, their struggles, their assumptions about how the world works. I witness what they believe they can and cannot do. I witness how they take in the Church’s patriarchal structure and how they desire to participate. My husband is a loving, involved father. He isn’t there to see these desires to the same extent I am (and even if he was, it would be […]

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“Grass Crown*”

“Personal Records, Tunnels, and Trying Again”

“Answered Prayer”

“Ninety-Nine Refiner’s Fires”

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“Retreating” by Laurel Thatcher Ulrich

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