Poverty Heroes Project

To Trent, from Scott Clark

June 2000

Time takes a cigarette
Puts it in your mouth
You pull on a finger,
Then another finger,
Then, cigarette.
The waterwall is calling,
It lingers, then you forget:
Oh, no, no, no;
You’re a Rock and Roll suicide.
You walk past the café,
But you don’t eat
When you’ve lived too long.
Oh, oh, oh, oh;
You’re a rock and roll Suicide.
--David Bowie: Rock and Roll Suicide

To Trent, from Kaponda

June 2000

I had the honor of meeting Trent Hayward at the community newswroom in the offices of Poor Magazine. I was impressed as he claimed the persona of the Chief Justice of the High Court when issues of poverty were discussed. Trent's presence not only empowered everyone in attendance on that afternoon, but the unpretentious contribution he brought to the newsroom made him an instant friend to me.

To Trent From Darrin

June 2000

Trent Heyward was one of the most creative people I've ever had the honor of knowing.He possessed a wonderful sense of humor and an exceptionally keen mind. He was a good friend and I'll miss him a lot.

Thoughts on the death of Trent James Hayward aka Harpo Corleone

June 10, 2000

When I heard Trent died it seemed both unreal and inevitable. I look at his picture and he looks so alive, so energetic so vital. So young.

Inspiration to Keep on Living

June 2000

In a world where optimism is hard to come by, Trent was the embodiment of hope. A couple weeks back I figured: a guy with such a huge talent, with such sharp intellect will undoubtedly pull himself from the depths of despair. The streets that have devoured so many of my friends won't get this one, I thought.

To Trent, From Connie Lynch

June 2000

We had a routine. I'd be five minutes late. A black coffee with two heaping teaspoons of brown sugar and one orange juice would be the order.


June 2000

Like many writers, some of Trent's best stuff wound up being edited. This was edited out of an article the STREET SHEET ran last summer titled "Hate McMuffin," describing an incident where a McDonald's security guard beat up a homeless customer for demanding the same coffee refill that other, non-homeless customers were enjoying without problems. It describes the widening gulf between the haves and have-nots in SF, and anyone who's ever been shit on 'cause they're homeless knows exactly where Trent was coming from. c.m.


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