Tagged: Poetry

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(As Long as You Stay in Our Box)

Of course we love women, they say(as long as they accept their role,uphold the patriarchy,and don’t voice their desire for more) Of course we love single people, they say(as long as they are sad...

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newlY born

hello, worlD- I can never be walking porn Not when I run or dance or play. Not when I bow or tiptoe or pray. Not if I bat inviting eyes or high-kick a lacy straddle...

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The Sacredness of Doubt

Both of my parents were converts to the LDS Church, but my father was a zealous convert. On the way to school or church or the supermarket, he quizzed my brother, sister, and I...

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The City of God is Like This

The kingdom (queendom? commonwealth? city?) of God is like A mustard seed Small Easily missed. Potent. The city of God is like An olive tree An orchard A seed A wedding guest An ordinary...

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Walls

Joshua at Jericho Before the crumbling walls A brand new Warrior/Prophet Saw God by the falls   Are you for us? Or against? I lead the hosts of God. Jericho before the war Was...

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Mother, Mother, Mother

My child isn’t a baby anymore. When he prays, he says, “Dear Father, Mother, Mother, Mother…” Soon I will teach him to censor his prayers. But it was after his birth that She came...

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Guest Post: The laying on of hands #MormonMeToo

Anonymous grew up in a faithful Mormon family in which her father was sometimes bishop and her mother was sometimes relief society president and probably every person was abused. She tried and failed to interrupt...

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The Shape of My Lenten Journey

The early process Involved the identification of A problem A deficit Strategies to resolve it Embracing a particular goal. I made a big effort at the beginning Some early success Mixed with Reward Benefit...