POOR Magazine is a poor people led/indigenous people led, grassroots non-profit,arts organization dedicated to providing revolutionary media access, art, education and advocacy to silenced youth, adults and elders in poverty across the globe.
All of POOR's programs are focused on providing non-colonizing, community-based and community-led media, art and education with the goals of creating access for silenced voices, preserving and degentrifying rooted communities of color and re-framing the debate on poverty, landlessness, indigenous resistance, disability and race locally and globally.
|Revolutionary Journalism, poetry, & prose on issues of poverty, racism, disability, in/migration, border fascism, incarceration, welfare (de)form, profiling, indigenous resistance, art, media, and more by the folks who experience these struggles first-hand.|
(POOR Magazine -The print edition- Is currently out of print due to lack of funding. Some copies of Volume #4: MOTHERS still available by mail order. Contact email@example.com)
Blogs and Journalizm by Poverty Skolaz locally and globally linked below:
Berkeley Police and Public Works Removes Hundreds of Unhoused People and Throws Away Belongings
What: Emergency Press Conference Demanding the Return of Belongings and Access to Liberated Ohlone Land to safely sleep on
I’m everything but broke.
I’m trying to make it home too. Cause I’m riding around in the same car that the police pulled me over in and drawed guns on me and my children on March 3, 2017. I need someone to trail me home now and make sure I make it from East Oakland to West Oakland safe while I left my children’s school.
The Magical Negro is a trope created by white people; the character is typically but not always "in some way outwardly or inwardly disabled, either by discrimination, disability or social constraint", often a janitor or prisoner.The character often has no past but simply appears one day to help the white protagonist.
On January 28, 2016, 19 year old Black Loved One, Christopher Kalonji, was in a mental health crisis and needed help. His PTSD was in a flare up, and he became so anxious and distraught that he called 911 himself, requesting medical assistance. Instead of getting help, police arrived and separated his family and friends from him, escalating the situation, and even called in a SWAT team. Instead of providing help, police killed Christopher in his own home, where he had lived with his parents for 15 years.
“What is your name,” a mechanical voice shouted through the receiver of my phone. Before I could answer this bizarre beginning to a call, he added, “ What is your address, Where do you work, Do you have any other phone numbers…?” The barrage of accusatory questions with no basis continued for several minutes with me barely able to get a word in edgewise, and then.., “Do you have a 13 year old son?”, with this sentence… my heart began to race, my eyes started to blur and the the room began to warp.