Linnea Ashley on July 19th, 2013

This post isn’t angry. It isn’t poetic.   This post is meant to motivate – or at least begin the process of motivation because grief, though necessary, isn’t productive if you never move beyond it. My rage-less sadness that emerged in the face of the Zimmerman verdict does nothing to make circumstances better for anyone. […]

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Linnea Ashley on July 15th, 2013

I have no rage. It is not spent for the day. I was not overzealous at Sunday’s rally in honor of Travon Martin that began in Oscar Grant Plaza. I am not rationing it for its possible need in the coming days and weeks as we – however you define we, as nation or skin […]

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Linnea Ashley on July 10th, 2013

Grandmother – never nana or granny until my youngest nieces were born 15 years later and began to wrestle with the moniker we’d been warned not to change – didn’t call me dirty red until i returned from Peace Corps. By then she’d had several mini strokes and the doctors weren’t sure if they, or […]

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Linnea Ashley on July 6th, 2013

I’m trying to live a negative of myself. Not so polar opposite that i am unrecognizable, and not because i am harboring some deep disdain for the person i am…but because, as the overused adage goes, “if you always do what you’ve always done you always get what you’ve always gotten.” I’m quite familiar with […]

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Linnea Ashley on July 2nd, 2013

these days i am contrary to what i have most often been. so much so that i made up a word for it. unopinionated. ask me what i want to do and i’ll most likely shrug my shoulders. ask me what i want to eat and the most i can generally muster is what i […]

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