May 2023

There was this girl in my class last semester who sat on the other side of the room; a short girl with golden hair. She wore vibrant, colorful eyeliner every day, never too much–loud enough that you knew she had confidence, while quiet enough you knew she wasn’t trying to make a scene or disturb …

In seventh grade, my English teacher assigned me to write an essay about my version of a perfect world—a utopia. I set about this philosophical prompt with all the panache of a barely thirteen-year-old kid and wrote an essay—shorter than this one—summing up societal perfection. A decade later, I remember three things about the paper, …

“I am grateful for my eyes because I can read books.” “I am grateful for my mouth because I can taste blueberries.” “I am grateful for my legs because I can jump.” In the morning, early, before I leave for BYU campus to start my day of classes and writing and thinking, I spend time …