COVID Widow on a Hunger Strike for Housing Rights

Parts of this essay have been removed due to space limitations, but you can read the whole story with more critical details on her blog at www.ramona-mayon.com/blog-this 

You know how a person in grief becomes unhinged and focuses so passionately on what killed their loved one, that they change some segment of the law or society. Well, that’s happening to me. On December 23, 2020, at 2:30 p.m.,

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A non-police response to homelessness in sight!

On January 19, the Compassionate Alternative Response Team (CART) working group presented its community plan for San Francisco to end the law enforcement response to homelessness and to roll out a new community-run response team.

“What kind of city would be possible if unhoused neighbors were treated as worthy of life and dignity rather than as a nuisance or a threat?” This is the fundamental question driving the CART working group’s mission to replace the police as first responders to situations involving unhoused members of the community.

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Honoring Charles Davis, Vendor #728

Charles Davis with a baseball cap, glasses, and a bushy red beard.

Charles Davis: In memoriam 

by Rev. Victor H. Floyd

For many years, Street Sheet has educated me and led me to an understanding and deeper love for my unhoused neighbors. In my context as a pastor, Street Sheet is a sacred text, an on-the-scene report from the front lines where Need and Greed do constant battle. The way our beloved San Francisco is set up,

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February Poetry Corner

My Valentine Love
by Lawrence Hollins

Love is: sharing and caring,
giving and forgiving
Love is: loving and being loved
walking hand in hand
talking heart to heart
Love is: seeing through each
others eyes laughing
together, weeping together
praying together and
moreso staying together,
Love is: your Best Friend, your
King or Queen, your dream
your everything,
Love is: God, and God likes 
loving, now that’s
what I call love!!!

With a Smile
by Mira Martin-Parker

I work in a room the size of a broom closet and I am happy. … READ MORE

To Sameen on His 9th Birthday, Thanks!

“The first time I saw a homeless person I felt very sad. I think everyone should have a home because of these reasons…hurricanes, tsunamis, floods, robbers, and COVID-19. These things can kill you. Homeless people are treated poorly in the streets by others. I think everyone should have a home because everyone deserves one.” – Sameen Prasad

Children are observant and have a heart for others that supersedes bureaucratic politics and the cruelties of capitalism.

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Swept Aside

The ongoing violence of encampment sweeps in San Francisco

By Jennifer Friedenbach, Executive Director of the Coalition on Homelessness

Linda is a young, petite, Black woman who had just lost her boyfriend to an overdose. This tragic, preventable death is a particularly hard one for loved ones to carry, the “what ifs” and the “if onlys” running wild. For Linda the “what if” and “if only” was housing — she believed her boyfriend would not have died if the housing promised to him had been delivered.

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I Hear My Brothers’ Heartbeats

Cover of the Street Sheet poetry issue 2021. The bottom half of the page features a path leading to two cities, one decorated with words like "pain", "loss", and "death"; the other words like "life", "strength" and "care".

yeah sweet baby
I hear my brothers’ heartbeats
and see yo tears of blood
dying fo our eyes
on dem cold fuckin’
concrete streets

systems made to kill
not heal
people gettin’ rich
off po’ mans back

so have a drink 
sweet darlin’
it’s on me
oh yeah baby
humans not made
to die like animals
on filthy streets

while people walk by
hatin’ the po homeless man
eatin’ outta garbage cans

police arrestin’
the poor
fallin’ down
from hunger and neglect

yeah baby
i hear
my brothers’ heartbeats
and see yo tears of blood

your piercin’ screams
echoin’ in da night
beggin’ one person
to give a damn
if yo sees
the morning light

so darling
have a drink on me
yeah sweet baby
this one’s on me
man’s not made
to die on cold filthy streets
and tomorrow 
it  could be me
it could be me

yeah sweet baby
I hear my brothers’ heartbeats
and see yo tears of blood
dyin fo our eyes
on these cold fuckin’
concrete streets … READ MORE

Poems by Rodney McClain

Cover of the Street Sheet poetry issue 2021. The bottom half of the page features a path leading to two cities, one decorated with words like "pain", "loss", and "death"; the other words like "life", "strength" and "care".

The Smile 
The Smile has a radiance of Power.
It can change the course of your life 
and others as well.
A Smile can be healing, I believe 
that it’s an indicator of love and happiness. 
I’d like to see a day when the whole 
world smiles at the same time all 
over the world. 
I think it’s the cure for just about 
everything in existence we suffer from 
in this world. 
I’m positive that the smile can bring 
us all together 
It is the key to unity & … READ MORE

“Livin an Dying on Dem Cold Concrete Streets”

Cover of the Street Sheet poetry issue 2021. The bottom half of the page features a path leading to two cities, one decorated with words like "pain", "loss", and "death"; the other words like "life", "strength" and "care".

livin’ and dyin’ on dem  cold concrete streets

virus ragin’ on

no place to 

sit stand or pee

not even

a garbage can 

so i can eat

tonite may be 

my last

on dem cold

concrete streets

virus rages on

no place 

to sit stand or pee

not even a garbage can

so i can eat

livin’ and dyin’ 

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Cheap

Cover of the Street Sheet poetry issue 2021. The bottom half of the page features a path leading to two cities, one decorated with words like "pain", "loss", and "death"; the other words like "life", "strength" and "care".

“Oh, God! that bread should be so dear. And flesh and blood so cheap!” [Thomas Hood, 1843] 

I have 15 cents and the landlord with two beamers says it would be a hardship to reduce the rent. I have 15 cents and the shirtless man holding a crystal to the bodega window needs cereal and milk (and a Mug Root Beer would be nice). 
I have 15 cents and Mayor Breed’s aide laughs at me open heartedly over the telephone line. … READ MORE