Laying Down and Waking Up a Slave in Texas

by Pariah A.K.A. Robert
A cop with an evil grin points a gun as bodies and tents go flying, and a figure in the foreground stares at their phone looking distressed.

It’s poetic…
In Texas, we’re trapped in pits with small widdows.
Inside these cells, we’re funding our own imprisonment;
the chains are encrypted inside the chips and soup sales.
We’re inside of an identity crisis believing our souls out of favors,
So we accept the chains;
believing a greater change will come save us…
Can you dig that?!?!
I guess that Willie Lynch Syndrome dies hard in some places.
Since I’m older now,
In these younger guys I see my own reflection. … READ MORE

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Testimonio del Señor LINARES LUIS

by Quiver Watts
A rooster stands atop a skull wearing a hat that reads "ICE", with handcuffs lying beside it. The image is framed by cacti and a scorpion.

This article has been translated into English HERE.

Vine a este país huyendo del terrorismo y también para poder ayudar a mi familia que quedo en mi país  . Después , llegó el feliz momento de salir de la  calle y rentar un sofá por 400 dólares al mes , en un apartamento de la calle 20 Th St y la Bryant . Esperando la media noche para conciliar el sueño ya que en lugar que rente vivíamos 10 personas y todas trabajan hasta tarde de la noche  y otros salían muy temprano y el sofá están en el lugar donde todos preparaban sus alimentos y además era la puerta  principal del lugar y pues no dormía apropiadamente ,

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Testimony of Mr. Linares Luis

by Linares Luis
A rooster stands atop a skull wearing a hat that reads "ICE", with handcuffs lying beside it. The image is framed by cacti and a scorpion.

This article has been translated from Spanish. Read the original HERE!

I came to this country fleeing from terrorism and also so that I could help my family back home. I lived on the street until the happy moment when I was able to rent a couch for $400 a month in an apartment on 20th and Bryant. There I couldn’t sleep until midnight because there were ten people living there.

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Undocumented in San Francisco: My Story

by Quiver Watts
A rooster stands atop a skull wearing a hat that reads "ICE", with handcuffs lying beside it. The image is framed by cacti and a scorpion.

Content warning: The stories throughout this issue may be especially activating for some readers. Many of these pieces involve descriptions of traumatic experiences including sexual violence, domestic violence, sexual exploitation, queer/transphobic violence, in addition to the violence of states and false borders.

I am undocumented, and so is my son. We are ‘illegal’ because our coordinates don’t match our birthplaces, because my legal dual American citizen husband beat me mercilessly for years and I had to run to try and save the two of us.

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SHADOWS OF THE CITY / SOMBRAS DE LA CIUDAD

by Galijo

San Francisco Homeless People Still Have Hope That Organizations Can Make Their Lives Shine Again

This article has been translated from Spanish to English. Read the original HERE!

The challenge of how and when
continues to be
the dilemma
of a society
that is desensitized
to the crisis of homelessness

People in a crisis of homelessness have great physical, psychological, spiritual, and emotional stress. Being exposed to life on the streets and the uncertainty that condemns them to confront inclement weather and the scourge of hunger,

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