I appreciate the opportunity to pay tribute to my life-long friend, Eu gene England, but my need to honor him properly may lie beyond any hope of my doing so. I feel Eugene’s loss so…
I didn’t go for vinegar
but for the smell of life
for organic tomatoes
not mall tomatoes of feldspar
or other inorganic stuff
for Gene England at Utah Valley Hospital, 2001
When I heard about Gene’s surgery, I
thought, “Even with half a brain he’d still
be ten times smarter than me!”
This collection of eleven articles from a wide range of fields surveys current and historical Mor monism. It is targeted at an educated audience both inside and outside the traditional readership community in Mormon studies.…
Jorge Iber’s debut, Hispanics in the Mormon Zion, earned the impressive honor of the Mormon History As sociation’s 2001 Best First Book Award. Iber brings the intellectual tools and fresh insight of ethnic studies into…
If you can get past the unfortunate title of Richard Dutcher’s God’s Army, you will find the first commercial film of what might be a new era in Mormon art. Dutcher’s creation likely spikes interest…
On the day of her funeral, my mother’s two sister-wives put on a dinner in her honor. Sister Karen and Sister Sharlene spent the morning before the services baking pies and fresh bread, making potato…
This is how I see it. I find it to be a dark side of Mormonism, pervasive and insidious in character. Young men, in some cases young women, are socialized into blood sports. Youth in…
I am twenty-one years old.
I lie in the golden light of a Korean September afternoon. I have curled myself up on the musty, avocado-skinned sofa that occupies a large corner of the living room. A small living room in a small apartment, which occupies the floor above a cosmetics store that seems to sell only furniture.
My fears awakened
when I touched you, sacrificial,
kneeling at the altar
extending your hands,
beckoning to be destroyed
ceremoniously.