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“Nexus of Everything” by Merrijane Rice

Nexus of Everything


Fresh biscuit crust flakes under fork,

crumbs melt on tongue like warm

butter. I sigh gratitude to foremothers

who over generations perfected

balance of flour, shortening, salt,

baking powder, and sour milk,

and with light hands turned dough

into round-cut sections of heaven.


I think there is a point to all of this—

bliss at complicated caloric intake,

awe at hand-me-down wisdom,

reverence at slant light that slides

through blinds on winter afternoons,

soar at rust-red sunset afterglow,


astonishment at eight billion scattered

pops of cognition dressed in flesh

and feelings, filled with ambitious vision.

We memorize milky smudge of stars

above. We leaf through fossil layers below.

Our slight souls savor Everest in ways

no mountain understands.


I am not being clear—I hesitate

too long over which words to add

to the mix. What I mean to say is that I think

there is a point to all of this—to delivering

a recipe for high oven rise and fine crumbs

that melt like butter on the tongue. This piece was published in 2023 as part of the 12th Annual Mormon Lit Blitz by the Mormon Lit Lab. Sign up for our newsletter for future updates.

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