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POOR Magazine 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 deeandtiny@poormagazine.org)

Blogs and Journalizm by Poverty Skolaz locally and globally linked below:

Defund police, Fund humanity

“We pay your salaries and you have your assault rifles ready to shoot us unarmed protesters!?!? Stop paying them, people!” A poverty skolar shouted from the crowd where about 100 people had gathered in front of the Tenderloin police station in SF to speak up against police terror, murder and blantant brutality that is swiftly plauging many states in the nation once again.

Happy Heavenly Birthday, Yvonne McDonald: Talauna Reed, Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop

Rest in Power,

Black Loved One

Yvonne McDonald  

Sunrise

June 23, 1962  to

Sunset

August 7, 2018

 

 

 

 

 

Support Black/Brown Youth in Poverty Reporting on PoLice Terror/Gun Violence

Please Support Deecolonize Academy Youth in Media Paid Mentorship- HERE

Abolish the Other PoLice: Mandated Reporters

 “Noooooooo don’t take my baaaabeeee….”  

 

No Turning Back: The Burning Soul of the Nation

The soul of the nation is burning.  The streets are on fire, minds are on fire, hearts are on fire.  For every broken glass there are shattered lives, broken identities, severed connections to ourselves and to others.  The nation is aflame.  The camera is pointed at us.  There is no hiding.  Things are not going to be the same.  John Wayne is not coming on his galloping horse to swoop us up before the credits roll.  There will be no rerun.

Young Black Women Organize Hendersonville, North Carolina Protest against Police Killings--Call to Defund Police

The cry for justice was heard in Hendersonville, North Carolina.  The last words of George Floyd were heard, his last breath swept across the seemingly peaceful, tranquil town of Hendersonville, known as the city of four seasons in this part of western North Carolina.  Cries for justice, demands for justice are heard from Minneapolis to Georgia, from Seattle to Korea to France to Palestine—all across the globe.  And in Hendersonville the tongues of young black women and men will not be silent.  On Saturday June 6th nearly 400 people gathered in front of

To The Recent Media Requests, Eat My Disability

 
My 2009 poem, Eat My Disability, is now in 2020 my reply of the suddenness wake up of mainstream media and popular movement around police brutality and out of the blue connection to disability and don’t give me no intersectionality crap because if you know me then you know I’ve been on this issue since the police killing of Eleanor Bumpers in 1984 and I connected all of her identities back then, an elderly, Black, woman, with a mental health disability.
 

Stop Calling the PoLice- De-linking the Lice from the Po

(To get the Podcast from a PovertySkola of this piece- click here )

 

Stop Calling

WHAT ARE YOU HERE FOR? A Black Anarchist on Wite (Peoples) Hypocrisy

As I write this, around the country my people are rising up and along side them a wide array of different people who identify our fight as their fight, who identify with our grief and our rage, and they are in the process of tearing down the American plantation. But for my home of Olympia, I cannot say the same thing. I have been disheartened, exhausted, and pissed off by the things I have seen and experienced in the streets of oly this past week, to say the least.

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