Local Poverty and Resistance

If you just smile

He was born in
San Francisco and
Wore a Giants cap
All the time and after
Knowing him for a few
Years I still didn’t know
If he was bald or not

He lived in the same
Neighborhood that a
Famous pro football player
Lived in before he went
On to other places

My friend
Stayed behind

He knows everything
About bikes—frames,
Chains, tubes, tires and lube

And he shows the
Neighborhood kids how
To fix bikes if they will

And once while fixing
A bike he hurt his hand,
Damaging some nerves

And a wise ass kid said,
I know how you hurt your

Pleated Baggy Slacks



The Filipino cats used

To hang out at this

Arcade on Market Street

Called the Fun Center


Most of them were in

Their teens and wore

Their hair long


Some of them carried

Radios as big as



The Fun Center had

All kinds of video



And I was Filipino too

But these guys knew

Some Filipino stuff that

Call it Frisco

Frisco was born in the back
Of the bus
Frisco grew up with sirens
In his ears
Frisco was the family
Fuck up with a good heart
Frisco walked down the street
With knives hidden
In her hair
Frisco stayed up all
Night with eye sockets
Filled with light
Frisco bore the skin
Of tree branches and
Lashing whips
Frisco was blackboards
That were brown and
Yellow and black and
Frisco was ancient pots
With built-on grease
Built-on year after
Year, generation after
Frisco was squeaky
Victorian bones
Soaked in thick soy sauce
Frisco was your father’s

Department of Injustice

February 11, 2014

Governor Jerry Brown [D] California has recently asked for an extension on the federal deadline to release state inmates from California’s overcrowded prison system. Why not just release all of the people in state prisons on marijuana charges and kill two birds with one stone? The answer of course is that leaders like Jerry Brown hold more allegiance to law enforcement than they do to the constituents who elected them!

Papa Bear's Geary Boulevard Report

Tuesday, February 7 2014

Papa Bear leaned forward in his seat, with elbows on knees. Folks at the Community Newsroom directed their attention, faces, and cameras toward him, POOR Magazine's "Panhandler Reporter." He then began reporting the news, his monthly state of San Francisco summary distilled from his daily studies and experiences of Geary Blvd.

The Food Resale Hustlin' Biz

Thursday, January 30 2014. Before I begin this article I apologize to the Asian guy with the cigarette who cursed me and Mr. Lynn out when overhearing me say, “Yeah, they all look the same.” What he didn’t hear me say before that was, “just as we [black folks] all look the same.”

Damage done. Mr. Lynn asked him for a smoke after my overheard comment. Of course, he refused with an “F” bomb.


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