Author: Linnahsama
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The Soul for Sale

I would like to revisit two issues in this essay: the reality of women’s place in contemporary capitalist society, and the nature of corporate life. I remember during my adolescence constantly watching channels like MTV and E!, where I saw women with conventionally sexy bodies mingling with celebrities. I noticed how their “pretty privilege” seemed…
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Corruption

When I began this personal blog, I initially thought I would write more on topics of Black Consciousness. Instead, I have found myself preoccupied with reflecting on my past, narrating it in my own terms to better understand myself. To be honest, I believe I need to continue this introspective process to achieve the level…
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The Slow Bleed

We often think of “work-life balance” as a luxury—a nice-to-have for when work slows down. We imagine burnout as a dramatic crash: a breakdown, a resignation letter slammed on a desk. We rarely see it for what it truly is: a slow, imperceptible bleed. A quiet draining of your boundaries, your discernment, your very sense…
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Their Chosen Song

The last time I saw my biological mother, we were in a karaoke booth. We were supposed to be watching Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, but I was scared, so we saw Shrek instead. With time left over, she took me to sing. I don’t remember what I sang, but I remember her voice. For the first…
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Bob Marley’s Disciple

My dad taught me that the most important thing is to know my family history and where I come from. He spoke of the strength inherent in our family name, a spirit carried for generations, and of his immense pride in being African—something he insisted I also embody. His life is a collection of magnificent,…
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Listening to the Land

Whenever there is an earthquake, you are forced to pay attention. The land demands it. In Japan, you learn from a young age to become still, to listen to the groaning shift of the world’s foundations. You hide under a desk, protect your head, and wait. The strength builds as seconds pass, a terrifying reminder…