By Casey Allen
We will sit around our battered yellow table,the one you and I bought off the showroom floor when it was smoothand promised adulthood. The scratches in impressionable wood stillpronounced, the vague hieroglyphics and roughimages of indentation finally cherished. Our children will be long past carvingon the underside of tables, as ifthat were the only mark …
By Sherilyn Stevenson
Here we exist together in our “fallen world.” Some of us live in places where leaves now fall from sturdy life sources. Most of us endure a contentious presidential election. Many of us suffer through pain, children in crisis, financial strain, or fractured relationships. Falling is built into our nature. Adam and Eve fell with …
By Jerie Sandholtz Jacobs
No one has ever accused me of being a perfectionist. I’m okay with that. If anything, I would classify myself as an imperfectionist. Imperfection comes naturally to me. Though she didn’t fabricate a term for it, my mom gave me my earliest lessons in the art and power of imperfectionism. When I was five or …
By Sherilyn Stevenson
In this issue, Prose serves up a literary version of a well-balanced meal with the kind of variety we crave. First, Olivia Grover’s dystopian short story, “Of Secrets and Truth,” introduces a young shero who discovers a decades-kept secret sure to shape the future for all. In the creative non-fiction category, Cherie Pedersen’s braided essay, …
By Cherie Taylor Pedersen
From the editor: This piece contains poetry and journal excerpts from the author’s ancestors. The spelling and punctuation have been left in their original forms for authenticity. ’Neath persecutions road we smartFor pilgrims pathway roamFrom loving wives and children partAnd leave our much-loved home.’Tis true we neither drink nor swearNor enemies dispelTreat others kindly everywhereAnd …
By Mauri Pollard Johnson
Last May, only one month after I had been discharged from an eating disorder treatment center, it rained eleven out of twenty-three days before I stopped counting. This weather may be typical for some but not in my home state of Utah. Of course, rain is expected during Spring—how else would the withered tree branches …
By Shari Crall
Ruth Cannon Siebers’ eyes got dreamy when she talked about a book she was reading or the skill of the author. A voracious reader, she read 3-4 books a week. They were rhapsody and pure intelligence and energy to her. She filled dozens of notebooks with single spaced lists of books she had read with …
By Shari Crall
Editorial Inspiring. You know that giddiness in your stomach and lightness in your head when warmth is beaming right into your noggin? That is what it felt like to read through staff submissions and interviews as we prepared for the return of the Segullah Journal after a two-year hiatus. Inspiration came from both our featured …
By Linda Hoffman Kimball
I first met Sue Bergin in November 2016 during an extremely difficult time. My father-in-law Edward L. Kimball was in his final days, and Sue arrived to provide medicine and hospice care at his home in Provo, UT. Her cheerful demeanor, skill and confidence, and her recognition and affirmation of Edward’s Life-Well-Lived was both consolation …
By Sherilyn Stevenson
Welcome back, Segullah readers! This issue, the prose board offers four essays from our creative nonfiction and fiction staff members. Take a trip with Prose Editor, Sherilyn Stevenson and consider how God’s laws influence creativity in “Order and Art in New York City.” Then, experience with Co-editor-in-chief, Shari Crall, fitful hours which lead to reassurance …