By Sierra Wilson
Our ancestors a hundred years or so ago might havegrown faint at the sight of us –a bobbing soup of human fleshwith just a few bits of nylon and netting to go around But there’s something sweet,natal even, to this near-naked amalgam of strangerswith pimples and moles,curves and bones,rocking and swaying as one with the …
By Anya Horman
If God is spinning the solar system,like a top on His finger, if He times past, present, futureto one eternal round, time is no calamity to Him.He’s driving this car and He’ll pull over right now, if He needs to. Timeis His deep languorous bath. Time is a friend who will never disown us. Timeis …
By Heidi Naylor
I went to the temple of Godand wrote Volodymyr Zelenskyyon the page over which the saints pray. My president, too. But just nowI can’t bear to say his name, and it wasdifficult to write. I knelt at the altar on behalf of childrenand parents, of married women and men.Their names unfamiliar, difficult to say.Their lives, …
By Lorraine Jeffery
My granddaughter slumpsin resignation.There’s a pout on that angelicface and the chapelis too warm. Her fine,blond hair sticks to hercheek and I quietlystroke it away whilethe speaker drones onabout the prophet Samuel,another apparently angelicchild.Macie glances at her fellowsufferer. Michael is tryinghard to be quiet and still,but he shifts uncomfortably,glances at the clock.A whole long hour—a …
By Kirsten Burningham
“Mom, I have to tell you something reeeeeeeeeaaaalllly important.” “Mom, Mom!” He was yanking my arm so I would face him. “I have a WI GUH GL LY tooth.” He pronounced each syllable slowly and added a syllable for extra effect. It was his first wiggly tooth, a day he had read about and hoped …
By Lara Niedermeyer
Editorial Our February 2025 issue marks a year since Segullah started publishing again, and also our 20th anniversary as an organization. This year, we’ll continue to provide you with new writing and art quarterly, the exciting results of our current contest, as well as diving into offering online and in-person workshops, readings, and much more! …
By Emma Brough
They called her a rain dancer;when she prayed, it snowed.The skies collapsed in on themselves to obeyand the palms of the northern windcupped tightly around her wordsand soared in haste to rush her prayers heavenward. They called her a lightning rodwith the spark to ignite the love of Godand thrust open the windows of heaven.Crisp …
By Darlene Young
There was once a woman who made a remark about another woman’s children . . .OK, there was once a woman who implied that the other woman’s children . . .OK, once one woman thought she heard another woman imply—well, she thought she saw a sideways glance from the womanat the next table, a cleaner …
By Jessie Christensen
Mormon women were in the news again in 2024 after a new reality show and several famous online influencers stirred up questions about what it means to be a woman who is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Are all Mormon women white, upper class and residents of Utah? What …
By Erin Kahn
what if She was alwaysdeathless woman who wombed the earthstringing the stars like tinsel beadssmall-minded men wrote her outthe patriarchs, apostles, kingsscissored her out of the storyif men do not want methey shall not have mepurple mother who polished the sandunfolding trees with a wet whisperso She kept silentshut her box of wonderswithdrew from her …