By: Frankie Hicks My childhood lives in Texas. If you close your eyes, you can probably picture it. Vast, uninterrupted blue sky providing the backdrop for spitting mad preachers and angry white men in camo baseball caps. Being homeschooled, I was isolated among people desperate to isolate themselves, frothing at the mouth to secede from the United States for all the wrong reasons. Lonely among loners, and repressing truths about myself that would have gotten me humiliated, h

Get your tickets to April 7th screening at Artist Television Access (ATA) in Yelamu here ! Limited tickets available! Film Reviews Black Repertory Theater screening: "See this film. See this film however you can. Crushing Wheelchairs, with an original screenplay written by houseless poet and povertyskola tiny gray-garcia, adapted from her award winning  play of the same name focuses on the violence of houselessness, city and state sponsored sweeps, and poLice terror. The movi

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE Contact:  tiny gray-garcia or Muteado Silencio Phone:  510-435-7500 Email: poormag@gmail.com Organization:  POOR Magazine / Homefulness Honoring the Unseen women Homeless/Disabled/Indigenous/Refugee, Incarcerated and Comfort Women Honored for Women’s HERstory Month What Prayer Walk/March  and Testimony  When 11am Wedesday, March 11th  Where Launch at the Corner of Market & Montgomery in San Francisco (Yelamu)  (Listen to a PoemCast by Povertyskola For a

By Momii Palapaz A recent instagram video from Bojongo, Bonaberi, Douala, Cameroon revealed an intense confrontation between a middle aged man and about 10 women. Armed with long sticks, the women in the village surrounded him and took turns whacking his body. What happened was, this man was beating his wife regularly. For fear and shame or whatever, she did not seek help. That changed when neighborhood women heard her crying. That’s when they found out the man was giving her

By Momii Palapaz, PNN reporter Her long, slender fingers picked up the seed. This was the first thing I noticed; her soft, unblemished hands, nimble fingers and lacquered nails. She maneuvered them to place a speck of seed in a tiny square space of a box.  Efficient and quick, this young woman was a working owner at the 25 acre Oranoponico Vivero Hamar Punto de Venta. One hundred and sixty-six farmers work here and are paid to grow 250 species of plant life, fruits and 10-12

By Evander McElroy Early on January 3 rd , 2026, U.S. special ops forces entered Caracas and detained Venezuelan president Nicolás Maduro and his wife, Cilia Flores. Within hours, they were on a U.S. aircraft bound for American custody. Federal prosecutors charged Maduro with leading a narcotics trafficking conspiracy that allegedly used the machinery of the Venezuelan state to move cocaine into North America.¹ Washington called the mission a law-enforcement action made neces

By Momii Palapaz On February 19th I thought of my mom who was just 18 years old, ready, but not allowed to attend graduation and get her diploma. It was 1942 in Redwood City, California and the Takagi family was ordered to report to a designated site. No other details were given.  Mom said “Somebody told dad to go east”.  In the midst of round ups by the FBI and WRA (War Relocation Authority), Japanese Americans and their families were deemed a threat and laws were instituted