Sonya has been sober almost a year—six months in treatment and six months on her own—and goes to AA meetings at noon or at 7:00 p.m. (sometimes both times) every day. She smokes Camel 100s…

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The Investigator

We shall be driven to great extremities. I know not what to think of it. Daniel Defoe, Journal of a Plague Year By the end of the fifth wave, people didn’t want to hear about…

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Personal Voices

The Ultimate Battle

For it must needs be, that there is an opposition in all things. If not so, my firstborn in the wilderness, righteousness could not be brought to pass, neither wickedness, neither holiness nor misery, neither…

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Yes Culture

The brussels sprouts were good, the falafel was good, and the fries were better than good, but what Farmer and the Seahorse did spectacularly were its bathroom stalls. They were narrow and wood-walled with thick…

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A Girl Named No Mercy

  —Hosea 1; 2:15, 18, 23; 8:7 She digs a hole and blows into itplants the breath of her mouthand waits for the storm She waters the seeds untilher garden of wind sways withthe rhythmic…

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A Memory of Prayer

My shins are dirt-covered. My hands tightenround piles of leaves. These trees rise roundclothed in woolen bark and silver lichen.Stained glass sky, branches flux and foil,and kaleidoscopic light strikes the groundwhose green intersects the red…

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—Moses 6 Even as a young child he saw in ways others did notWhen his mother sang him the old storieshe would open his inner eyes and seethe lanky cerulean legs of cloudsas they walked…

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My Dream

In sleep voices fall upon me once againwith bladed-tongues that run against their teeth. The voices’ chorus a grind of bone sawsand caliper-fingers that force openmy mouth to let loose words. Thousands of wordsbled from…

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The First Wound

The Good Doctor Muses, Beetle-pupil swell, perpetually redhalo-iris fist-sized and yellowed-tearedthe abscess winks, another eye for Godto see sticks shake in our hands over sodas we water witch the fields desperateto pay the lancing fee.  Can…

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Healing the Wound

The Good Doctor Muses,Will You be bound? And I Remember,Surgeons ask and tapmy swollen shin and splinter the skin to leechout the infection. The leather straps snapin calloused hands while others reachinto cowhide and pigskin…

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The “Prairie Saints” and the “Mountain Saints” Enter the Interfaith Dialogue Movement | Andrew Bolton and Casey Paul Griffiths, eds. Restorations: Scholars in Dialogue from Community of Christ and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

The Restoration’s “oldest enemies” have finally come together in their first collaborative publication to examine the similarities and differences between the Missouri-based Community of Christ (formerly the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day…

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“Blessings Deferred”

“So how does the priesthood ban make you feel?” At the time I didn’t have the right tools to answer my freshman year religious studies professor at Brigham Young University, so I muttered something about…

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There is Work to Do First

Introduction I and many Mormons ache to apologize for our 130-year practice of excluding people of Black African ancestry from temple and priesthood participation. We long to apologize for our community’s attempts during and afterwards…

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