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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 color […]

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Linnea Ashley on June 21st, 2013

they can’t be just girls. not simply middle or high school students on summer break, loving the feel of an unseasonably hot summer sun on their bare legs. they can’t be just girls like the sirens can’t be just falls, or heart attacks. they can’t be false alarms where indigestion is assumed but…”just to be […]

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Linnea Ashley on January 14th, 2013

The only part of my Sunday evening that didn’t make me feel like a complete sloth was the end. We did a hanging “beat” from the trapeze. Dangling from my knees, arms straight, it only required me to swing back, arch and swing forward, bending at the waist as high as i could. It was […]

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Linnea Ashley on October 25th, 2012

It doesn’t fall to the earth so much as it caresses it. Slightly heavier than fog but almost as inconsequential. I wake up to wet pavement and a car washed almost clean…almost. And it is a strange thing to miss. Rain. Real rain. The kind that thunders on rooftops and drenches the earth definitively. Not […]

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Linnea Ashley on August 24th, 2012

the thing is, i’m a geek. no great secret to anyone i went to school with (or who knows me now for that matter). the geek part of me is active and  she has needs. so i find myself geek crushing…again. it is a geek crush, so i’m not talking shemar moore’s shirtless glory and […]

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Linnea Ashley on September 21st, 2009

I was struck by her furtive glances. Flashlight shining into the darkness, every towering flower and blooming bush suddenly a threat to safety and a sense of home. More than her favorite purse or credit cards, the thief that held up my friend this weekend stole her peace of mind.Watching her from my car until […]

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Linnea Ashley on July 17th, 2009

the notion of home has always been less place and more people. a military brat traipsing with my family hither and yon, the word home has always conjured up the faces of my parents and sister assembled hodge podge on my parents’ bed. it never mattered where the bed was, only that we were all […]

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Linnea Ashley on May 31st, 2009

this morning was overcast and gray. the breeze bordered on wind and i threw an extra layer on as i headed out the door. it is almost june and so the gloom struck me as odd. but even odder than the atypical chill was the scent of magnolias that greeted me as i strolled to […]

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Linnea Ashley on May 31st, 2009

cherry season is rough for me. it is an expensive season because i can easily eat my weight in them in a sitting or two. that is cost prohibitive. so instead, i stretch it out a few pounds at a time. today i erred on the side of caution. to much of an err as […]

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