We Were Not Consulted
March 26, 2018We couldn’t say
the yes that would loosen
our grip, tutoring us
in doing without.
Some things were simply snatched away.
We couldn’t say
the yes that would loosen
our grip, tutoring us
in doing without.
Some things were simply snatched away.
I turned 21 the summer of 1989 before my junior year at BYU. The missionary I’d written to had come home, and we had gone our separate ways. I started fall semester with no boyfriend,…
Not one has made it.
Trout launch out of Snake Creek,
flipping through the air,
vaulting up the waterfall,
Mormon missionaries in Taiwan weren’t hard to spot, not only because of those white shirts and name tags. First of all, they were usually of European descent, and those white faces became luridly conspicuous among…
After dawn we hike through fine rain,
but the light is good, only slight
cellophane distortion as we look through
at trees and stream, box canyon walls
I am, and probably always will be, a sisterhater. In fact, many church members are sisterhaters without even realizing it. A sisterhater is, sim ply put, someone who can’t abide sister missionaries. As a sister…
There’s a foul wind blowing in from ten o’clock
Saying, You owe me. I check my balance books,
And they don’t look off, but the wind insists,
You owe me. What? I ask. You abandoned me.
I couldn’t sleep. I sat at the open window and watched the occasional person walk by. The sidewalk glowed florescent orange from the street lamp above. It was quiet in Montreal’s university district, and everyone…
The antler people have ways of finding
The womb people’s poles and knocking
Them to the ground, if only in the mind.
The womb people bare their breasts
Women in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints have engaged in missionary work since the year of the religion’s founding. But sociological research on the experience of these missionaries is still young and stands as a field white and ready to harvest.