Welfare (De) Form
De-GentriFUKing Mama Earth one Homefulness at a time..... How houseless/poor/disabled people are UnSelling Mama Earth for all of us
By tiny Gray-Garcia - daughter of Dee, mama of Tiburcio
Homefulness #2 @7600 BlackArthur - Deep East Huchuin
Meter Maid Raid
By Queennandi Xsheba PNN KEXU
People Skool for Poverty Skolaz- Tacuma
Everything is a Waiting List
I was on my way home from middle school one day. WHAT! A sheriff deputy is at my house with a pink lockout notice on the door and my mom's in tears. What to do, another homeless family in SF. My mother has been on the Section 8 waiting list for years.
People Skool for Poverty Skolaz- Joe
From "CARE" to Cages- for Houseless Folks in amerikkklan
From "CARE" to Cages- for Houseless Folks in amerikkklan
My Khmerikan Family: How deportation affected my life
I met Solo some 27 years ago in San Francisco’s Tenderloin district when we were youngsters in the “wilderness children” phase. Even though it was love at first sight for me I hid my emotions about how I truly felt for him and tried to hook him up with my cousin.
Politricks and Poverty- Across this Stolen Land in this State of emergency
Politricks and poverty - go together like milk and sour honey
‘The Stigmatic End of the Welfare Queen; Farewell to the Punitive MFG Rule in Cali’
Yes indeed....At last! The punitive Maximum Family Grant Rule, also known as the ‘MFG Rule’ a humiliating policy that had hurt so many vulnerable families like mine while on welfare in California has come to an end after adversely affecting poor families for the past twenty plus years.
Overwhelmed, Unhoused, Unhelped Mamaz in struggle: The violence of poverty and houselessness on single parents
Gripping the steering wheel so tightly my hands hurt, I saw my mama so many years before, looking straight ahead to the road, trying to not let the mountain of tears crush her soft face. Now it was me and my sun alone on the highway, 30 years later, trying to drive away from my torn and crumbled heart..
I was determined to run my life
"You can make lots of money.” At this moment the skies opened up and I heard every T crossed and I dotted. His mask of deception seemed almost kind and sincere.
Bam. Suddenly the dreary clouds were in my midst. There was no air. I had fell prey to the ugliest of greed. I was kidnapped, trapped, and freedom suddenly had a price. Every night was his delight.
