The Exponent Blog


Tell Me Her Name

In a religion that names and renames, that blesses with names at birth and in all our sacred spaces, that repeats those names in whispers, this religion is built on a tradition that tore the names from women, buried them in the desert along with their whispered stories, their prayers and visions. Silent and silenced, our nameless matriarchs have become a pillar of salt.


Thanks For The Feminism

Here’s to the Manly Men. To the pimply boys who dutifully protect women from opening their own door. To the overprotective hombres who mistake chauvinism for chivalry. To the dudebros who grace us with...