Zoë stumbled out into the living room, weeping softly. “What’s the matter, sweetie?” I asked, trying to conceal my alarm. “No, they’re...

[For the prequel, see this post] Utah, 2018 It was one of our last weeks in married housing south of BYU campus before moving to the...

I often wonder… is there a place for me in the world… (Ash, a short-haired person wearing a hoodie, looks uncertain as they weigh two...

I remember shutting half of my body down once to tell a gay friend, “Having same sex attraction is comparable to mental illness in the...

November 14, 2015 “I have something I need to say. I like girls. I don't know what I’m going to do. I know I love the gospel, though. I’m...

November 5th, 2015, I was in Denver, Colorado preparing to give a presentation at the Auraria Campus downtown. A presentation that I had...

God sits in my kitchen sometimes. Well, not in mykitchen – in the kitchen of my childhood home, a ‘90s bungalow with white appliances,...

When I was in 8th grade I knew I was going to kill myself. It felt inevitable really. I was miserable. My heart hurt so much. I felt like...

“And by the time I identified as being gay, it was too late. I was already homophobic, and you do not get to just flick a switch on that....

You love me And I don't feel like I'm not welcome When you tell me You only hate the sin How could I think It's hurtful Every time you...

Here is a secret: both my husband and I are gay. That this is still a secret to so many people has been less about shame—though, we’re...

I know, you say you love us. But you cannot accept sin. I get it, I do. But what you don’t seem to get is that my “sin” is me. You may...

I can remember lurking in the corner of the BYU library, way back in the winter of 2004 reading some of the very first posts on Feminist...

I am a well known artist in the Mormon community and have received numerous commissions to paint portraits of LDS general authorities,...