words by Linnea Stephan
100,000 voices and gemstone-flecked jackets cut through St. Paul's capitol streets on an otherwise gloomy winter day in Minnesota. People hurried toward a rapidly growing sea of faces, crossing over I-94 and 35-W bridges, passing busses below them filled with all those prepared to march in resistance, in hope and in loving remembrance of those who marched before us. We marched hoping to live up to the words of Liberty, who herself cries out, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore."
The following is a photo essay of the 2017 Women’s March by Greenroom's friends in St. Paul, Los Angeles and San Francisco.
Los Angeles by Grant Spanier
San Francisco by Klaus Burkhart
St. Paul by Linnea Stephan