POOR's Mission
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.
POOR Magazine
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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. |
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(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: |
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Grieving Mama Series: RSDX2
Grieving Mama Series: One Thursday Away
One Thursday Away ...........
Grieving Mama Series: Against All Odds
Today is another day. I told myself when I went to bed last night that tomorrow would be a better day, a new day, a different day. That's what I told myself. How much I believed it would be true. Call me naive but I believe that in my heart, my heart of hearts. I told myself this before I went to bed because I know that each day that I see is new mercy of God's grace restored up on me...
Grieving Mama Series: Just Another Day
Today is unlike many other days. I feel like today will be a different kind of day. I don’t know why I feel like this, the only way to truly know would be to get through the start of the day … I will come back to this.
Grieving Mama Series: Garlic and Onions
I sat there breathing her air, the stench of her nose quivered my soul and I smell rancid onions.
Grieving Mama Series: Emotions Character Truth
In the midst of my world pool results the makings of a hurricane. I needed a coca cola to put in my engine to start my car up the res. Black pepper in my tube pipes to block the whole so that my fluids may continue to flow through. I feel like a broken down car rigged up I’m running hot, I need coolant, water will do. I am operating at the best capacity on less than what is best...
HypoCrazy or Home-Land?- A Love Challenge for Liberated Land to Build Homefulness
I feel like its so close- but i don’t know
Hypokkkrazy ( as i call it ) is real….
Unhoused, poverty skolaz living in vehicles and on the streets in the stolen Ohlone/Lisjan land colonizers call Berkeley face constant harassment (like they do pretty much everywhere) -but in Berkeley,its not so much from one entity, poltrickster or community, but from all of them and mostly from "Nimbyism" (Not in my backyard), fueled by the omnipresent, anti-poor people hate that exists everywhere in colonized Turtle Island.
Grieving Mama Series: The day is fire
Today is the day I deal with my own fate. I’m all talked out .. I’ve been helped out enough. I’m so fuckin tired and I keep it to myself … we all got our problems. I’ve got mine and you have got yours … So who really cares … other than me … and sometimes I don’t.
Night School (Movie by Kevin Hart) can help us create Real School
Ecstacene
Dee Allen.
