poem
’Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Mission…
’Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Mission The residents were fretting, and fearing eviction; Their rents were sent to landlords with care In hopes that the sheriff would not soon be there; The techies were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of Amazon deliveries danced
BAS Poetry: Animals by Taylor Melligan
Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. Well, that was a doozy of a couple of months, but I’m back with a special two part feature of poetry by fellow San Franciscan, Taylor Melligan. These two
BAS Poetry: A Long Pause in a Small Town
Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. It is HOT in San Francisco, which I’ve decided means I am on a visceral vacation. Sitting in the heat, drinking a cold one, and reading pretty words about
BAS Poetry: Virgin America
Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. Okay, this is bizarre. In an older post, I mentioned how BAS Poetry has turned my inbox into a treasure trove of pleasant surprises. The latest gem – an email from a
‘Twas a Broke-Ass Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas And low and behold Not a gift had been purchased Not even some coal. What was a broke-ass to do In an economy like this Better trust in Santa – Or go steal some gifts. I scoped out my hood Creepin’ in all the windows