A Publication of the Coalition on Homelessness
Name: Kurt Shuptrine, 55
Date: 23 March 2022
Place: Rankin Street and Islais Creek
Homeless: About 11 years
What does Home mean to you?
Texas, that’s where I’m from. I miss Texas big time.
Why are you at Rankin and Islais Creek?
It’s by the water. Something about the water reminds me of home.
The manner in which the hours of freedom..
are spent determines, no less than labor or war, the moral worth of a nation.”
— Maurice Maeterlinck
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet
Smoking a bowl in the dark
Along came a ranger,
Took her weed and detained her
If you are placed in supportive housing, it will likely be a single-room occupancy (SRO) unit, and you will also come into contact, in various contexts, with the SRO Collaboratives. They tend to get tenants plugged in by holding dinners, giving out free ice cream and getting them involved in neighborhood issues, and yes, an SRO Collaborative got me interested in these oft-ignored equity issues. However, if you dig deeper, you will find conflicts of interest,
How long have you been selling STREET SHEET?
Over 20 years—started when I saw my niece selling them. I couldn’t believe it: People would just give me money for this paper! It makes me feel good because I like talking to people, and they’ll actually listen to you. You can tell them what’s happening in the Bay Area, you know what I’m saying. I tell them stories about my life.
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 ,
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,
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, moreso staying together
Love is: your best friend, your king or queen, your dream, your everything…
Love is God: and that’s what you are,
Street Sheet’s radical guide to supporting houseless people during the cold season (and always)
As yet another atmospheric river heads for San Francisco, unhoused San Franciscans are getting ready for a cold, wet holiday season. Unsheltered people bear the brunt of our changing climate, as tents are not an alternative to safe and permanent housing. Keeping dry is an unending challenge during wet and rainy months.
While there is increased need in unsheltered communities during the winter months,
After two and a half years of organizing and movement building, the #30RightNow campaign has come to an end here in San Francisco.
The movement to implement a 30% of income rent standard for all housing for formerly homeless San Franciscans ended with a victory rally in front of the Department of Public Health (DPH), which, 48 hours before, was slated to be a protest against the same department refusing to implement the standard in the few supportive housing sites they fund.
The snow is falling, and the world is quiet. I feel like the only person left in the world. Snow absorbs sound, bringing a quiet that only comes with the snow. I stand on my porch, watching the snowflakes flutter in the streetlights and fall to the ground. I start to get cold after a while, and I go back into the darkness of the house. I hear a Christmas song, and I remember that I’d left the TV on in the bedroom.
