Marriage
is the past, present,
and future of an intuition.
A procession of candles that stay
lit in the wind. A catalogue of ways
to tell an attic from a cellar.
A journal of haze turning to spirit.
A method of staying porous
even as one’s soul turns to crystal.
A resurrection of yourself
into another person.
You take a vow and unfold it
like a tablecloth that keeps unfolding
into a map of all you ask
the world to be and to stop being.
This piece was published in 2024 as part of the 13th Annual Mormon Lit Blitz by the Mormon Lit Lab. Sign up for our newsletter for future updates.