Of Porn Shoulders and Other Nasty Behavior
I know what they say in ward council. I know what they say because I, too, used to sit there and say that. When my name comes up, they shake their heads and ask...
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Culture / feminism / Gender / Mirth / women
by Bryn Brody · Published September 5, 2022 · Last modified September 4, 2022
I know what they say in ward council. I know what they say because I, too, used to sit there and say that. When my name comes up, they shake their heads and ask...
Guest post by Eleanor Adams. Eleanor is a freelance writer, reluctant yogi, part-time van dweller, and much funnier in real life. Find her on her website, eleanorad.com. Late last year, at the breaking point...
Do you remember that one General Conference? That one when we all raised our hands and sustained the Handbook as holding more authority than scripture, or common sense, or the spirit? I was...
book review / Mirth / women
by Katie Ludlow Rich · Published January 11, 2022 · Last modified January 10, 2022
My sophomore English teacher was insistent: we would learn the definition of a paradox. She wrote it on the board and instructed us to copy it. We knew it would be on the quiz...
“May I meet with you before I meet the rest of your family? I’d like to make sure I know your goals and how to support you,” the new home teacher, Bro. Chad, asked...
Culture / Intersectionality / Journeys / Mirth / Spotlight
by Ramona Morris · Published October 10, 2021 · Last modified October 8, 2021
When I was a little girl growing up on the small Caribbean Island of Barbados, I always wondered what it would be like to be invisible. As a tomboy growing up with a group...
Guest Post by Moss. Moss is a mom who lives in the desert and loves cooking, memes, reading, and faith. Sister Bednar and I are acquainted with a returned missionary who had dated a...
Culture / feminism / Gender / Mirth / women
by Bryn Brody · Published August 11, 2021 · Last modified August 9, 2021
This is a story. It’s a true story. It’s a story that happened to me. And, I’m sorry to say, in this story, I am the antagonist. It began innocently enough. I had arrived...
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